Puzzles Poems - Poems about Puzzles

They say puzzles are good for your brain, So to bolster those cells that remain I do crosswords each day And on weekends, I may Do acrostics or more in that vein. All my challenges center, you’ll note, Not on numbers, which might get my goat, But on clues filled with words Which, like grandkids and birds, Are among those on whom I...

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A puzzle’s like a riddle You hope to be surprised But to solve a real-good riddle I often close my eyes ...

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For useful words, the word wheel I will spin. I anxiously wait for which words I’ll win. How many sentences will they complete? Rhyming the end words will be quite a feat. A noun or a verb, I commonly win, While over and over I’ll spin and spin. Adjectives, articles, pronouns for sure, And other types to add to the allure. Prepositions,...

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I never thought that I could be blocked from you just because of rumours. I thought you saw their envious eyes when they saw us the other night. I thought I was clear enough when I told you about myself. And for my past everything is true as I said it, but now it puzzles me that they...

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Puzzles of Life OUR DIFFERENCES ARE LIKE THE PIECES OF A PUZZLE CALLED LIFE, yet...

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Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life. Are two beings of any species perfectly the same? Could the resemblance of a thing be its exactness too? Isn't each creature a mini-universe in itself? Each, by way of life, seems as though caged in a common zoo. Like lions in dominance; the camouflage of a tiger; Restless enthusiasm...

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Sunrise aglow, she plucks a flower from his garden, in a stealth hush, she sees him serene this...

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Putting puzzles together used to be relaxing. But now it is not nearly as much fun. For I live with a grandfather who always hides the last piece. We used to tolerate this behavior because he always appeared with it. He has dementia now and forgets where he put it. Thus, my puzzle-making days are over. It is too frustrating now. We...

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Poetry is like puzzles or paint coming together a bit at a time; The design bold or sometimes faint; Often requiring self restraint it’s such a tall mountain to climb; Poetry is like puzzles or paint; Never interested in playing it straight; From the softest pink to neon lime the design bold or sometimes faint; Prose like a picture must be traced, blended...

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Writing poems is like a puzzle, we hunt to find words that fit right!...

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Deciphering crossword puzzles, cryptograms and scrabblegrams once favorite pastimes Livingsocial at 324 Level Road circa post high school graduation found yours truly voluntarily holed up for an inordinate amount of time within familiar four walls of his bedroom. He preferred solitude versus interacting with either his father or mother, practicing perfect aggressive passive posture whereby one or the other parent hurled curses. Non-social trademark characteristic thwarted him...

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There he stood with his painted face; All focused on the bright colours that he wore. No one saw his eyes (they were out of place), Why should they? That's not what they had paid to see. It was his jolliness that they chose to embrace. His eyes, though, he could not over paint. He could only shade around them in...

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It's missing a piece, And needs to be whole. Driving curiosity, To a lofty new goal. The mystery is prominent, As answers are sought. Where clues are shadowed, Not easily caught. At times what's lacking is abundant, And plentiful to complete. To where choice...

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I love puzzles…puzzles of any kind…jigsaws, crosswords, writing poems…any puzzle that stimulates my mind. In a puzzle I can see the big picture as I search for the right piece…the right word…the right rhyme…while realizing the only way to complete the puzzle is one piece at a time. Our Earth looks like a completed puzzle from deep...

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