Puzzle

Why try to be like everyone else when you can find (and be) your true self?

Puzzle

There’s no right way

To put together a puzzle

When all the pieces look the same

Its only when you think that there’s a certain way to do it

That the puzzle becomes difficult

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Alicia™]

Ah, the tricks the mind plays. I agree for the most part with this poem. A lot of the time, things turn out much more difficult than I thought they'd be. Unlike Grass, I think this poem's length was perfect. Poems like these are sometimes better to be kept as short as possible. The flow could use some work, though. And another thing would be to use punctuation at the end of the lines.

[just_a_figment]

Oh- I forgot to tell everyone I'm still in my William Carlos Williams phase, which is my exuse for having a light hand with the punctuation, not a billion stanzas, and some non sequitur line formation. Oh and thanks Alicia for my first reviews they've really got me thinking!