Puzzle Pockets Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Going deeply into puzzles of life, drowning in their pockets,
filled with pieces of discarded ideas, being kept in case
they one day can be used in a sentence of a thought pictured
in my mind.

Loving to hold onto what doesn't seem to fit anymore, just
knowing that I can find a place for it somewhere in a verse.

Lending an ear to insides of intellect, taking apart all
sorts of abilities, just to rebuild them with a different
angle or take on the old.

Supporting every particle in life's musical scores, running
away to settle in my heart's mind where I can play with them
time and again.