Saturday, July 6, 2013

LIFE LESSONS






So frustrating, pieces too big or small,
shapes that vary in design to such extent
their deformities unrecognized,
they senselessly persist,
forcefully squeezing into spaces,
stretching limits, tearing edges

then confidently, stubbornly resting.
Just being there
defiantly disturbing
that place
of secure knowledge,
where I sleep.

It means I have to shift,
get bigger or smaller
to let them in with comfort
though it's never the same
as the comfort I felt
the last time I knew I knew.

Why resist?
Instead,
sometimes I lay still,
but mostly
I shake or sway,
inhale, deflate,
use a jigsaw to trim,
depending on the need,
because eventually
each piece will fit.


(Submitted to Dverse Poets where Brian has us writing about puzzles.)
















17 comments:

  1. some things in life can be puzzle pieces that are just too big to swallow and rob us off our comfort...love the images and how palpable you make it myrna...also love the taking the jigsaw in the end to trim and make it fit in the knowing that every piece finally makes sense somehow...

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  2. change can be hard...esp when you are given the puzzle pieces, or they are put upon you and you have to make them fit...that is the kind of angst i felt in your words...and there are def times i want to take a jigsaw to things and make them fit...smiles...

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  3. I think you and were thinking along the same lines with our last posts.

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  4. I like this part: stretching limits, tearing edges ~

    Hopefully the piece will fit after the trimming and adjusting ~

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  5. Myrna, very well executed piece. I liked the trying to decide to give or push back when tryinh to make a fit.>KB

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  6. Yes, somehow we find a way to make the pieces fit. We have to, I think, one way or another.

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  7. Well executed indeed. Sometimes we have to bend and shape ourselves to fit the pieces, else life would be intolerable. And sometimes things just fall comfortably into place...
    Anna :o]

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  8. You are always just right to us!


    Aloha

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  9. because eventually
    each piece will fit

    That tells it all. They will eventually fall into place. Life is all the more interesting with all the excitements thrown in along the way! Great write Myrna!

    Hank

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  10. ...each piece will fit at the right time... we just need not stop pursuing on finding the right pieces for our puzzle... some pieces along the way may be deceiving but the one you just needed will def comes out at that right moment when everything feels right... loved this Myrna... smiles...

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  11. ...each piece will fit at the right time... we just need not stop pursuing on finding the right pieces for our puzzle... some pieces along the way may be deceiving but the one you just needed will def comes out at that right moment when everything feels right... loved this Myrna... smiles...

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  12. These lines speak to me of what it is to live in relationship with others.

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  13. Sometimes the puzzle is more of a struggle and the pieces have to be squeezed into place. Great imagery of the struggle of life

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  14. "though it's never the same
    as the comfort I felt
    the last time I knew I knew."
    well said.
    puzzles can be difficult - i often wish we could go back to those 10-20 piecers we did in our childhood... but adult life has much more, unfortunately.
    ~Miriam

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  15. I cannot help but thinking about Alice with the verses:
    "It means I have to shift,
    get bigger or smaller"

    I mean this in a good way. In my head, I can see the frustration when one gets too big, too small, or back to normal.

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  16. Why resist? is a huge life question.

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  17. Yes, eventually each piece will fit and finally when it fits, it's time for another juggle.

    Glad to stop by and reflect, dear Myrna. Missed you and your art for long. Hope you've been well.

    Joy always,
    Susan

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