Piggy
said
life
is
an
adventure
without
a
map
a
journey
without
stops
chartered
a
road
trip
upon
which
you
stop
when
tired
for
one
so
young
Piggy
knows
so
much
Month: March 2019
RedWhite
He
red
fruity
new
slate
dirt
steel
Bordeaux
Me
white
robust
old
tart
earth
oak
Burgundy
Us
distictive
different
paired
natural
expressive
rare
Metaphor
Poets
see
nouns
think
adjectives
hear
noise
think
symphony
feel
flesh
think
landscape
taste
bitter
think
succulent
we
think
things
through
things
Mirror
Beauty
is
never
what
is
seen
it is
about
what
is
reflected
when
you
smile
I
smile
when
you
cry
I
cry
beauty
is
a
mirror
Jigsaw (for RR)
Pieces lay scattered
in front of me
colors which match
shapes recognizable
seen before
tabs and divots
sitting cross-legged
picking up one
trying in vain
to make them
fit
struggling
forcing
one into another
checking the image
I see
how I wish them
to be
but they’re just
a million pieces
individual
a picture
already
whole
Poetry
Miracles
happen
daily
tears
winks
smiles
pleas
help
candles
wishes
hope
desire
all
are
there
if
only
we
see
them
as
miracles
