Piecing Together Poem by Francesca Johnson
Piecing Together
You can’t see the wood
for the trees?
Or maybe there are
too many logs?
You should know
you’re the bees’ knees!
I can hear the whirring
of cogs
As you try to figure
everything out.
Those branches you push
to the side
to glimpse of the lives
of others!
So what do you think
they hide?
Huh?
I'm sure this one has some very pointed and personal overtones, but to me it is about beavers building a lodge. I guess it's because I have beavers on my brain - 15 of them to dress for the dance performance that should have been... Ah, but that's another story. Interesting piece, Francesca. Your psychologist's hat is showing. love, Allie xxxx
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4/22/2024 8:16:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love this poem Fran, it's very clever, much like you, agree with Allie, there is more to this than first meets the eye, it deserves another read. HG: -) xx