Pick up
Your pieces
Make
A new puzzle
Its not that
You don't fit
Its that
You make
A masterpiece
On your own
No need
For people
You are
A whole picture
Letting them in
Is letting them
Poke holes
With fingers
Denting your parts
Static palms
And paper moths
Eat away
Your pigments
You are
A living painting
Letting them
Be a thinner
Skinning
Your beauty
Leaving
A pale
Portrait
Of what was
And never will be
Again
So press
New ink
To your page
Place
Those hands firm
Turn
Those words
Into poems
Posing
A threat to all
Don't fall
Praise
The art you are
Learn
To live alone
Shine
In the darkness
Of time
Don't puncture
Your heart
Rise high
Like a phoenix
And please
Keep hands
From staining
The precious art
You are
Place a frame
Around you
Declare
You are free
To live
Alone
Imperfectly
Perfect
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A-Z Poetry
PoetryI sometimes make little random poems that are just marked by a letter, others are parts of sets, but they all eventualy end up here, and as time goes by, the alphabet will be complete