We come in pieces

We come in pieces

A Poem by The Elder Pine

 

 
We come in pieces
Fragments of broken glass
Shards of reveries
Long lost odds
And unfortunate ends
We come in pieces
 
Tucked away in ancient linen
Folded within an envelopes caress
We come in pieces
Each component trickling
Down between the webbing of our souls
Materializing and synthesizing
As integration travels its course
We come in pieces
 
All shapes sizes and colors
We come in pieces
Nuggets of incite
Bits of brilliance
We come in pieces
Forming a grand whole
A breathtaking collage
 
We come in pieces
Assembling a larger image
So you might one day see
We were always joined 
 
 
 

© 2008 The Elder Pine


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I think this is a very strong poem. It seems to catch the reader right at the beginning and leaves no room for questions. You explain what you mean and do a great job of finalizing it at the end. Great work.

"All shapes sizes and colors" --- Author's preference, but you might want to put a comma in here to help the audiance read it a bit better.

"Assembling a larger image
So you might one day see
We were always joined" ---- I believe these three lines are the best. It helps to put all the unspoken words in the poem and the main idea together and finalize the point you were making. Besides that, I love how you sort of used the idea of a puzzle; no matter what the pieces are, the are always joined together by the picture if not physically joined.

Great work.
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I think this is a very strong poem. It seems to catch the reader right at the beginning and leaves no room for questions. You explain what you mean and do a great job of finalizing it at the end. Great work.

"All shapes sizes and colors" --- Author's preference, but you might want to put a comma in here to help the audiance read it a bit better.

"Assembling a larger image
So you might one day see
We were always joined" ---- I believe these three lines are the best. It helps to put all the unspoken words in the poem and the main idea together and finalize the point you were making. Besides that, I love how you sort of used the idea of a puzzle; no matter what the pieces are, the are always joined together by the picture if not physically joined.

Great work.
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pieces making our way back to the whole...

I especially like the line "tucked away in ancient linen."

Tucked away, folded in the fabric that is us.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was good! I loved the words you used to express yourself. This poem said so much to the readers. Great work as always!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The title caught my eye. Love the play on words. This is an excellent piece(s). Love the imagery. Shattered remnants superglued together. Great work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, I just love this piece! Great job with the visuals and the break down of detail, then revealing the whole picture....
We come in pieces
Forming a grand whole
A breathtaking collage

We come in pieces
Assembling a larger image
So you might one day see
We were always joined

A fav....
Kelly

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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The Elder Pine
The Elder Pine

Death Valley, PA



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Writing is my savior. It has become my outlet and my release, as well as my greatest passion. I dream of a career as a poet, possibly sprinkling in a few novels along the way. I operate on two levels.. more..

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