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Submitted by Barbara Writes on 15 January 2010 - 5:06pm.
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The Broken Piece
The world is a box of puzzles
Seven billion pieces across the land
She’s a piece looking to find
That spot that is just right
Some pieces wait their turn
To be snapped in place
Because without the others being there first
They’ll never find that spot of achievement
Some sit along the side of the road
Resting along the beaches
Waiting to find a place to jump in
To claim that spot that fit so nice
Among the billions of pieces
A few get broken
Hardly finding that perfect spot
While others take their turn somewhere else
So she waits and waits her chance
Realizing her spot, she jumps right in
Unsure she takes her place
Staying put though broken
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Oh Barbara
Sad but true for many.
Life is a puzzle.
But not this poem.
Well written.
Love Lyz.
XX
Thanks Lyz
I was just sitting here thinking and this idea for a poem came to me and I decided to write it. Glad it turn out well.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
And dear Barbara
Yes, it was a wonderful idea for a poem, and here it is.
Wonderful.
Thanks for sharing.
Love Lyz,
XX
Lyz
I apologize for taking so long to respond. I really appreciate you comment.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Dear Barbara
loved this one hun I thought it needed a couple of small tweaks but I am pushed for time but I will be back tomorrow … love and hugs Jayne x x x
Jayne
looking forward to seeing what you have to suggest.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
This is such a lovely idea
Dear Barbara,
This is such a lovely idea and so well carried out
I give you all the stars and hope you find, or have
found your place in the puzzle, as you fit so well just here.
Love from Ann of Norway
“To claim that spot that fit so nice”….except this bit ,that must perhaps be an
American way of saying things I am no judge there.
Ann
I apologize for taking so long to respond. I’m glad you like the idea. To claim that spot that fit so nice” It sounded good at the time I wrote it and seem to fit well.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Wow B, what a fresh and
Wow B, what a fresh and original idea you put togeather here.Powerfully discriptive imagery that beautiflly sends home the idea of displacement and the need to fit in and find ones place . Well done Barb.B
orphani.
Glad you liked it. It obviously came across exactly as I wanted to. thanks for sharing your thoughts
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Hi Barbara
This is a wonderful and thoughtful piece; that is, it makes one think. I love puzzle metaphor, and you have captured it well.
Yours, Deelilah
Thanks Ann, Orphani, Deelilah, everybody
I appreciate all the nice comments. This is the first place that ever made me feel at home like a piece of the puzzle that fits.
I’m back to school taking my online classes and setting up my own blogger websites. A lot to learn, busy.
I started selling oils and lotions to make a few dollars, not having transportation makes that hard, so I’m creating a website for that too. A lot to learn and understand.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Good luck for your endeavours Barbara.
Good luck for your endeavours you sound ambitious and with a stong good health can accomplish a lot, I wish you all you can wish for, transport too eventually, but if you can manage it on the web then that’s less tiring perhaps in the end. Not so nice to have to stare at the screen all day,I know its more fun meeting people and getting out, the body likes to move too, so good luck, I am with you and admire your guts.
Love from Ann of Norway
Thanks Ann
My health is not good, I’m having more and more trouble walking as the months go by and is in pain everyday. I keep doing and going because many don’t realize how sick I am and pay me little attention thinking I just want attention. The story of my life. I am waiting and hoping my disability come through. Online is my only way to keep functioning because with my situation it really hard to move around normally.
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Bother the fate of illness that robs
OH this dismays me Barbara, not good, not happy, not a way to be when trying to make a living. Oh I feel for your situation and wish it to change for the better with all my heart. Bother the fate of illness that robs us of our sense of life and its finer sides, so I do admire you for managing to be so good at making poetry in this state, how debilitating, you make me feel sad for you, but with the strength of mind you show, hopefully things will turn for the better, I do so hope so.
Good luck to all your endeavours and I will think of them in a positive manner in the hopes that that might help just a little anyway. Your friend Ann.
thanks I appreciate that
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If you don’t like it, can’t talk about it, then write about it.
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara