Sunday, February 8, 2015

Puzzle

The puzzle
rips open
and the pieces
fall out
The understanding
that was there
has now
turned to
doubt
Things used
to fit
so neatly
inside
of this
space
There's no easy
solution
that is found
in this
place
Dreamers
are accused
of dreaming
too much
There's too many
screens blinking
causing us
to lose
touch
Go back
a few steps
Is there
any light
in sight
Or have all
the walls
been washed down
with so much
terror
that we forget
we can 
fight

-February 2015

26 comments:

  1. as long as the puzzle is in the box
    it is harmless and we need not worry on trying
    to figure it out...

    unleashed...
    we must find how they fit
    or become comfortable
    with them

    not

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  2. I love the rhyme and meter of this piece - and the closing statement is a very powerful response to the question in the poem.

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  3. i think it's in us to always try and solve the puzzle - trying to make sense and looking for the connection of the pieces.. sometimes we manage - some pieces never fit and it takes quite a bit to digest the empty spaces

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    1. Such a thoughtful comment :) Thank you, Claudia!

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  4. Very interesting and wonderful style.
    ZQ

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  5. So often things don't fit very neatly into a space.....as time goes on we realize we need a more complex solution! I like the form of this poem, Torie.

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  6. I liked this--so often we take things out of a box and when we try to put them back in again, they don't quite fit. That is where I went in reading this--well done!

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    1. Thank you so much for your comment, Audrey! And for your visit :)

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  7. I find myself wondering the same thing.. sometimes with a puzzle you need to get a little distance, but you also have to go in very close.. I wonder if we just are too afraid to try...

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    1. I like your thoughts on this, Bjorn. Thank you!!

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  8. I like the style of this poem...and it does feel like none of the pieces fit anymore...

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    1. Thank you so much for coming by, Donna :)

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  9. i loved the way you ended this one..may be we are afraid of fighting..to face the reality,,very nice Torie

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  10. What a thoughtful poem...i hope we can always fight..

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    1. I do, too. Thank you for your visit, Jae Rose :)

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  11. I love the spirit of this poem, realization that puzzle fall apart possibly will not fit back mostly as pieces evolving by itselves and able to be the self puzzles...what a paradigm...

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    1. Thank you for your comment, humbird :)

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  12. Pay attention to the picture beyond the puzzle

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    1. Indeed, Rene :) Thank your for making a visit!

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