Jigsaw (puzzle pieces)

I found you, scattered

on the floor,

flipped, twisted and turned,

your image distorted, broken.

I picked you up with

hesitant hands,

we were both

misshapen puzzle pieces

edges jagged and frayed,

trying to fit together.

I had gaps where you had meaning,

and my meaning filled your gaps.

We looked at the box

to see the picture,

but, it wasn’t what we expected

once the puzzle was finally done.


A poem inspired by two things – the first, an observation I once made of a jigsaw puzzle that had fallen out of the box when someone was carrying it home from a shop, and the second, to try and think of a good metaphor for relationships. 


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