Crystol Woods Poet Free verse

Puzzling Relationship

Puzzling Relationship 

Our edges seem so similar
Meant to fit, snuggly together 
The tongue of your dry humor
Locks into the Grove of my clever wit
Forming attachments in every aspect of our lives
An image appears of our happy union

Then, as we filled in more and more, 
Layer upon layer, 
I found pieces that did not fit just so. 
I rearranged my shape, 
Just a bit, that's okay...
To force the connection that began so easily. 
Pull this bit in, push this and fold here, 
Until a ***** image forms
It is the appearance of "Us", but off.
Until, we no longer recognize ourselves. 

Is it possible to unravel this mess?
Once we tear the pieces apart
Will they ever regain their original shape?
My pieces, unlocked from yours, seem deformed, 
Misshapen, wonky. 
Who is this Picasso I see in the mirror?

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Daniel Henry Rodgers April 25, 2024 at 8:51 AM Dear Crystol, Your exploration of relationships through the metaphor of puzzle pieces is thought-provoking. I love how you captured the complexity of connections and the struggle to maintain harmony. As we change, so do our connections, sometimes leading to distortion. Yet, your introspection raises a poignant question: Can we reclaim our original selves after unraveling? It's a profound reflection on the transformative nature of relationships. - Blessings, Daniel Crystol Woods April 27, 2024 at 10:47 AM Many thanks for your interpretation of these thoughts. I'm just beginning to explore poetry of this nature and know I'm a beginner but hearing such thoughtful feedback inspired me to keep going!