10 Apr Pieces of Poetry
Pieces of poetry stuck to the page. Small pieces. A word here. A sentence there.
It doesn’t quite make sense. But it can be fixed.
Like a child constructing a puzzle, words can be played with. Fumbled around, pushed together like fragments.
Some slip right into place. Others take patience.
Words forced together rarely create beauty. Better words are waiting to be discovered. Time will reveal them. Persistence will help them find home. Only then will the poem emerge. Set free for the world to make sense of it.