See here, this is her jigsaw puzzle, given to me early on, that from the first
I can remember, I began to think some pieces didn’t seem to fit.
This had to be one of her jokes, you see it finally,
that so much energy is spent on figuring, and at the end, the picture
won’t come together. This solving eats up your life, settles you on searching
the green fields for the word of a sage shepherd you’ve heard inhabits the area,
an ageless nomad ranging the pasture lands, you seek him out
in both the sunny and dark skied valleys,
listen for his lambs in between your shouting out for him.
Finally finding him, grazing his flock in the tender green grass beside calm waters,
you lift up your puzzle to show him, and he tells you you’re correct,
there was never a solution, it is her funny game, he says, you’ve played to the end.
This is a laughing matter to no one who’s been given this same puzzle.
They all know, as I do now, that all the time had been better spent somehow.
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Aloha #WriterMonday, I hope your week is off to a good start. Today’s #WritingPrompt is
Use it to inspire a piece of writing, and then post that piece on your site and link back to me, or simply leave it as a comment below. I would love to read it : )