fingers punch in the last missing piece.
the cracks and veins between the other pieces
disappear to unveil the colors of shapes and edges,
a creation, once fragmented, now organized anew.
AintNoNinny: life at twilight sings a last song before darkness nature’s lullaby
Tristan: My future is something shining, something flashing way out on the watery horizon. It’s making its way to me faster than I’m floating to it.
AintNoNinny: DELIVER MY WISHES Deliver my wishes on dishes of gold. Shine them with dust from gilt faery wings. Bring me your gifts from days of old. With blessings, let their potential unfold into...
Tristan: You can have the fame if you leave me money; Take away the tea, but leave me the honey.
Tristan: The tree’s arms are tired, outstretched, and still waiting for that hug.
deepgreen: Love came as a surprise. I didn’t expect it. But I like it so much, I will never regret it. He is there for me. I’m a lucky girl! He’s so handsome and strong. Gives my...
SBgiselle: Straight and tall, The mighty tree, For decades it has grown. It reached so high, It spread so far, All on it’s very own. The tree was proud, Of his solid wood, And the quantity of...
D. Edgar Lamp: A Story In Verse, Part 5: THE OCEAN I clung to his neck with my eyes tightly closed. The beat of his wings like a music composed A tranquil serenity there in the air, An island of...
D. Edgar Lamp: (151) INSTANT INSIGNIFICANCE My span of life mosquitos past While eons elephant as if Their hulking selves were frozen stiff While I go by so fast My epic blur of beating wings In...
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Men are the endless puzzle
On which women paint
Their pictures of spontaneous drama.
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Puzzle -
even the shape
of the word
has some mystery
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fingers punch in the last missing piece.
the cracks and veins between the other pieces
disappear to unveil the colors of shapes and edges,
a creation, once fragmented, now organized anew.
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I’m a puzzle.
Even to myself.
So don’t worry
If you don’t get me either.
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My puzzle has a
gaping hole in its
hull, torpedoed by
my own carelessness.
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Puzzling things:
The Bachelor show
How doorbells ring
Why pokes are slow
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