‘O’ is for October
Ophelia Orphania
A poem about a little rag doll
Ophelia Orphania
of bright orchid-pink tresses
open wide her oasis eyes
bimbo lips painted on kisses
others raise their eyebrows
object to young missy’s dresses
“Ooh la la,” they tut and twitter
“such skimpiness offends us!”
our Ophelia doesn’t care
off she goes, takes her chances
on her bound tippy-toes
how she loves ballet dances
Ophelia, the little orphan
occupier of keepsake boxes
officially the only doll
DD made from scratch with stitches
© Carolyn Hastings 2022
My darling daughter (DD) discovered Ophelia last weekend in one of the many storage boxes she was sorting through.
“Hey, Mum, look — it’s Ophelia!”
She studied the little rag doll more intently.
“What a bimbo!” she declared with a laugh and discarded her into a garbage bag.