She’s A Puzzle – 16th May 2025

~ shaun tenzenmen

Shared with W3 – The Pararhyme Paradox around the theme of incompleteness.

All the pieces scattered across the floor

like the petals picked off the flower;


She loves me, she loves me not, some days

she loves to imagine how she dies;


A search for corners finds one amiss
this may, for a moment, mildly amuse;


She’s incomplete, though nearly whole,
so the hunt continues along for a while;


The missing part may be under wraps
or lying beyond the end of her ropes;
Every day, a new donning of caps
becomes the method by which she copes;


All your playbooks, now ripped and torn,
watching in wonder, awaiting your turn;
Under a bridge or to the manor born,
there’s a fire inside, ready to burn;
So she’s a puzzle, a partial form,
Yet here she stands, resolute and firm.

14 thoughts on “She’s A Puzzle – 16th May 2025”

  5. As someone who lives with a chronic illness that leaves me whole but incomplete, I was particularly struck by your poem. I like the way you’ve used pararhyme to add just enough dissonance to echo that sense of being held together but never quite fixed. There can be strength in fragmentation. Nicely done.

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