Puzzle Thy Uni-Verse

Cast thy puzzle pieces, adrift an ocean, filled with words.

Let thee, scatter thy verse, adrift see shore surfing sounds.

Where alight crossword light winds, lays thy soul’s Uni-Verse,

Wherein piece by peace, we do create, thy unique miracle.

Who are we, within cemented anchors, but deadweights.

That one must exist alive, surfing sensing shoreline existence.

Spread thee riptide souls, awash our minds, coming ashore.

Baptism cleansing bright, bare hourglass grains, vivid poetry horizons.

Who are we - shallow, built into mundane molded mildew molds.

Where every piece, is preordained constructed, to wither life wasted.

What is future’s morrow, wearing yesterday’s pre-programmed tears.

Years worn, inside-out, repeat daily-doldrums, workweek in-out routines.

Tired tied, shackled tight complacent, immobile portrait stationary image.

Perfect package, bears plastic surgery, never To Be shed of its taunt snakeskin.

Time chokehold lifelines, rut tired youth marks, dig in deep, weathered wrinkles.

Seep timeslip crevasses that never arise, beyond set defined, deadened boundaries.

A mon ami, quite contraire, dew cast off inhibition, free go barefoot in meadows.

Immerse thyself in Poetry’s, Crème de la Crème love lotion, sharing pure delight.

Forevermore, let free ourselves, to hear crisp Morning Larks, alight pastel peace.

Alight songbirda, sounds of music, alongside butterflies, fluttering Amazing Grace.

Poet magical spells, create thy fairy tails, dancing chilling, watercolor word strokes.

Stoke this world, with thy shoreline puzzle pieces, orchestrating Poet Tree, peace branches.

Oh, dew kiss moist, amidst exquisite exhilaration, amid elevated enunciation pronunciation.

Oh Poet, do ring loud, thy Angelic Belles upon pounding, resounding - Poetry Tintinnabulations.