Empty Illusions

Texte: that never fit into the distant waves – Puzzle Dust by Dorianne Laux


An odd piece left in the box
like the scrap of nothingness on a boot
scraped on the doorstep of rejection
while hostile imaginings disguised in affection
offer words of love used as bait
to hook the dejected soul
that flounders in the ocean of heartbreak
still seeking resolution
and bouncing on dry stone walls
taking chances before soothing senses
until time brings realization
some pieces will never fit the picture

© J Farmer 2013


Notes:

Prompt: http://theboipoet.blogspot.co.uk/2013/09/whimsical-wednesday-25-september-2013.html

Form: Free Verse