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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
"5000 PIECES"

"5000 PIECES"

A Poem by Glen Fitch

                     

        Not just a game
        (a test of patience,
            skill,
        a chance for us
            to scratch our heads
            and rap our fingers)
        It was fun.   
        Oh what a thrill,
            surprised and satisfied,
                to hear that snap.
                A few I tried to force in with a tap.
        No competition here and
        nothing scored
            I offered you an edge
                to fill a gap.
            I didn't want to think
                I'd been ignored.
        The picture's incomplete.
            Did you get bored?
            Lose interest in the helpful clues
                I tossed?
        At first I didn't want to think
            you'd hoard the ones I sought.
            I know they're hidden, lost.
        Yup, you're not here for me
            and I concede I'll never have
                the pieces that you need.



 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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An excellent analogy between life and a puzzle simple yet incredibly complex in both senses. Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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