Patchwork Pieces
In a life that is livedPatchwork Pieces of memories
Exist in a quilt derived
With threads of lived anxieties
Some are lovers
Quietly aggressively careening
From cliffs of Dover
Surrounding all while preening
As if that appearance matters
While events tell the truth
Of gifts left shattered
By pieces of careless uncouth
Some are dreamers
Who imagine pure beauty
While silent loud screams
Trace scars of loathed piety
Some are pragmatists
Who live a logical path
While chaotic thoughts persist
Despite mixed sangria carafes
Some absorb painful empathy
While carrying a peaceful image
Bagged in a prisoners sympathy
While sorting fiction from garbage
Some are healers whose touch
Spreads peace while time
Adds waves of oceans from a bluff
Awaiting the sooth sayer sublime
Some are givers whose gifts
Are not treasured in life
Are discovered by those who sift
Through lines of lived strife
Some are described by a mixture
Sustained by patched pieces
Lived at different epics
While feeling desired beliefs
I touch each scrap
That memories define
While dreaming no handicaps
From a quilted life designed
Poetry by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2026-06-26 at 11:13
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