poemas para marionetas

During COVID I took up poetry as a hobby. I have locally purchased marionettes hanging from my balcony rafters. I wrote Shakespearean Sonnets about them. I used a Pinocchio theme: what would the puppets want to be if granted their wish. I also used Mexico as inspiration. All in iambic pentameter, taking a few liberties with the turn/volta. Here is Sonnet #1:

Esqueleto Blanco
Arms outstretched and its boney legs are bent                  
Esqueleto Blanco means unity                                              
Stripped of race, neither lady nor a gent                                      
The colour blanco is for purity
 
Bleached of war’s black, it is bereft of flesh
Esqueletos promise resurrection
Esqueleto links between life and death
She knew she would meet her connection
 
Be eternal
Be whole
Be fresh snow
And you will be a real resurrection
 
All skeletons are black at midnight, got it?
Even those ones still hiding in your closet