Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

Nor Man Baits

a photo from
my future was
imprinted on
a piece of wood

then taken to
a jigsaw and
made into
pieces

these became me 
to shape
my test to
tell how i was

to look and to
see how others
would see me
creating myself

but not quite
understanding
the concept for
having no finish

ed form to know
when i was
done other
then using

every piece
i ended and
looked not
agasp

but with a
curiosity in
the future i
wouldn't have

any edges or
borders as all
the puzzled
pieces i fit

putting as
i saw fit
my one
eye i

saw was
a bluish
background
with a bit of

cloud
and the
entire shape
took on a form that

could not
be framed
looking like
Whistler's

Mother
but most
bothersome
to my Mum 

was i made
every piece
fit by using 
a hammer

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 18, 2019 at 8:03 PM An inspired write! And reminds me of a poem a friend said reminded him of me, can't remember her name, but Rollin's Press "anyone who says a square peg doesn't fit in a round hole has never seen a crazy b**** with a hammer" ;), Jeff Connelly December 18, 2019 at 8:19 PM Lol so truly truthfully funny Maureen. After reading your puzzle PCS poem i thought about myself selfishly; realizing as a kid I grew up and no one knew what my malady was. So the idea of hammering a jigsaw puzzle to create myself seemed most appropriate. Thank you always so much Maureen.