Broken Puzzles

In a unforgiving
train of thought
I lay my head
to weep
upon my pillow
Which comforts me
on the horizons
of my mind
I put together
puzzles
of broken pieces
and never realize
How many of them
are missing.

copyright 2018 by RW Erskine

Author's Note

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Reviews

[closed]

The word horizons really comes to life.
Somber brilliance to your words.
Very good!

[RW Erskine]

you got it
thank you Brixley

[Coyote Poetry]

In deep thoughts. We do find sadness. I liked the thoughts and the honest tone of the words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[RW Erskine]

tank you Coyote

[Jimmy Yetts]

Life does often seem like a series of unfinished puzzles.
Excellent piece of work, RW!

[RW Erskine]

thank you Jimmy

[sette]

I like the content of the poem, life is really a puzzle we have to put together the pieces so as to make it complete

[RW Erskine]

thank you Sette

[sette]

you are welcome