"jigsawed" poems
Treated the plywood to be weatherproof, jigsawed to size base, sides and roof.
Applied non-toxic wood glue,
clamped pieces 'til sturdy and dry
not forgetting an entry hole through which birds may fly.
Took time with the birdhouse,
hung it snug in a tree.
If it will be used for the winter
I'm waiting to see.
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
this bowl can still
be repaired
even if it
seems broken
irredeemably
even if its pieces
have been trodden
underfoot
further ground down
in an effort
to recover those
scattered fragments
as unlikely as
it may be that
these edges can
be jigsawed together
aligned once more
it could simply be
a case of
embracing the cracks
that might remain
filling them
with something
to be marvelled at
Mar 21, 2023
Mar 21, 2023 at 8:52 PM UTC
One day, I hope you know, sweet heart.
That words spoken from your lips to mine were tied by that smile
&
ribboned by wispy threads of memories,
the way you stared at me in off-handed moments;
your eyes
playing peek-a-boo with mine
across a place filled with beating hearts.
Mine was the fastest, that I do know.
That you pulled pieces of my heart apart
slow & soft
like a promise,
then jigsawed it back together.
But surely, it splintered into indecipherable pieces that escapes my hopeful fingertips.
The irony is I don't wish that upon you either.
I hope you do know,
I
really
do.
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 5:48 AM UTC
In
three
simple,
mundane
words.
- in the same way the most beautiful phrase ‘I love you’ is jigsawed together-
I can do the impossible;
coalesce and meld every little thing;
your little laugh and phenomenons beyond our outstretched fingertips .
That is life will
mercifully or regretfully go on.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
Think of sustainability in your life;
you want inspiration-
think of your creativity!
Think about a puzzle
so jigsawed that perhaps you need
silence and time
to make the puzzle work.
The reality is the picture,
the destiny, and
the creativity that you made
from this situation.
In silence you are welcomed
to present actions that
inspire thought and precision.
If you worry about the future,
stress about the past,
then your present is stuck,
which means that in reality,
you will always feel stuck
and fear the past,
unless you open your eyes to
see what you have and move forward.
Just remember to leave
your negative thoughts of me behind,
instead of wondering if I will change,
because with time there comes change,
and it is not up to you to change me.
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
At creation
Everything was in shape
The earth's systems jigsawed
The nature,in perfect form
Adam,the king erred
Earth in turmoil
The Globe in natural anomy
To feed,man eats man
To drink,man ***** man
To move man rides man
Pharaoh,ordained
Taskmaster of iron will
Human right abused
Human freedom caged
A fresh alter is built
Alter of Corruption
Give us a Moses
To give us a Joshua
Who will disciple a Caleb.
Terrorism pervades the Globe
Jihadism,song of the world
Crimes,our neighbour
Diseases,unwanted guests
Our anchor,reeds they turned
On the alter of Corruption.
Ours,is an overheated alter
Fans by the wind of 'selves'
From all sides
Selves,Leviathans that feed
Feeding our gods of Corruption
TO repress selves
Immune your soul
To insulate your spirit
Displace the monster ,
The monster of Corruption
From the root
Cleanse the alter
The the alter of Corruption.
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
...fell down and shattered into a gadzillion pieces.
It was an accident.
It was fate.
It was moment of weakness.
It was meant to be.
It was a gadzillion pieces of
broken words,
unkept promises,
unspoken hopes.
It was a gadzillion
drops of tears,
gusts of emotions,
jigsawed thoughts.
All those pieces swept into the wind,
spread across sand and sea,
whispered under every breath
and buried... buried.
They unfold and twist,
collide and explode.
Pressurized and purified,
proven true, it
lands back to the very heart of where it started--
with You.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 7:30 AM UTC