Cubed

Dice, boxes, puzzles, ice, and now - poems

Cubed

Sometimes it’s hard to see
But just hear me out
No rhyme or reason here
Just something to toy with
So play with this analogy

I will need something more
To complete this for you
A simple painting will help
I won’t use any colors
I'll paint it with words

Honestly, don’t go too deep
It’ll disappoint you to try
My words hide no meaning
I’ve tried not to lie
It’s all just for show

All these words are equals
Every line is the same
Each stanza balanced just so
They all follow the rules
To build my final image

I have built five faces
I still need one more
Ashamed I'm sorry to say
I’m just padding for time
Now step back to see

Six faces on the page
Five lines for every one
Five words tied it together
Were you able to see
All of this grand imagery