The curse had struck and she had died
Within that boat to Camelot,
She floated soft towards her dream,
That Lady of Shallott.
Her life went by, into pieces many
As she searched for Lancelot,
Yet the pieces were recovered now
For The Lady of Shallott
The pieces, in a box, came to me
Each one with a delicate slot,
For me to combine together well
To raise that Lady of Shallott.
The task was never ever easy ,
To get her back to Camelot,
But at last she was now restored,
The Lady of Shallott .
The pieces became as one together,
And I gave her back to Lancelot ,
I had completed the beautiful jigsaw,
Of The Lady of Shallott.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I do jigsaws. This one is a wooden jigsaw created by Wentworth Puzzles. It was the first Wentworth jigsaw that I had attempted so was only 250 pieces. It was quite challenging but highly rewarding. With these puzzles you cannot start by using the straight bits to create the frame as straight pieces are used within the puzzle as well and the pieces are varying shapes.
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A great subject for a poem (puzzles) and it has resulted in a super work.
Thank you Michael, the puzzles are very intriguing, I have another on the way now.
A fine write and pic/clip Gold. Was she trying to win the Lottery with Camelot? Or does someone else runs that now? There's more chance of completing the jigsaw than winning the lottery!
She lost the lottery, Lancelot and her life unfortunately.
Oh dear, poor gal!
Cleverly put together.
A boss of mine years ago used to do huge jigsaws without ever seeing what the box picture was. Thinking about it now i should have gone for a bit of 'one upmanship' and told him "oh i always like to see the picture but i like to complete the puzzle with the blank side facing up". Now thats a challenge for you. Does your other half do jigsaw puzzles too?
Thanks d a, she used to be able to do them, but she just cannot work out how to do them now with her flaming dementia, I have just given her a big piece jigsaw of 250 pieces, sorted out all the edge pieces for but she is struggling to put the pieces together.
Ah, there's an anniversary - Battle of Chios, July 1319. 700th anniversary. you going to the reunion? 'Do we know it?' one asks. 'Know it; we was in it' is our reply! I googled it of course. lol.
Ah, there's an anniversary - Battle of Chios, in the Aegean July 1319. 700th anniversary. you going to the reunion? 'Do we know it?' one asks. 'Know it; we was in it' is our reply! I googled it of course. lol. Sshh - don't tell 'em we was sun-bathing there really!
Oh clever you Goldi - to do a puzzle of that complication would drive me to distraction - love the verse too which came from the effort.
Thank you Fay, the puzzle was so intriguing that I am expecting another one to arrive today or tomorrow.
Hello Goldfinch.
An enchanting poem. An excellent
write!
I haven't done a jigsaw puzzle in ages. I love the pictures accompanying your poem.
Keep writing
FineB
Thank you FineB, glad you are back.
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