Imperfect

   

It’s like a bed of roses

When in bloom nothing

Is more beautiful, yet it has many thorns

That will get under your skin

On occasion… but worth it

When it flourishes for heaven to see.

 

It resembles a sparkling stream

Flowing so naturally with grace,

Though sometimes chilly

It remains crystal clear

And can make you feel refreshed

When life over heats you.

 

It can be compared to the sky

Changing moods day to day,

And though sometimes

It can’t be seen through the pain

You know it still exists

And goes on forever.

 

Love to me seems just like nature

 

            Perfectly imperfect.

Reviews

[cilla]

Your beautiful poem reminds us all how much we can learn from the natural world we inhabit. Through the simple beauty of a rose to the grace of a flowing stream and the moody wonderment of the sky above � we are all perfectly imperfect. It is what makes us who we are and who we become when touched by love. Getting lost in the vastness of the sky as to look into your lover's eyes and know it goes on forever. Very nicely done.

[Anastasia Starlena]

very beautifully written. a true masterpiece.

[BABSIE BEE]

ahhhh Very well compaired indeed. Ups and downs...good and bad etc etc., but you put it soooo much better !! Love is still great though !!!!
Babsie Bee xxx

[Bud]

" Perfectly imperfect" No better way to say, my friend! This is another Fine insightful write concerning love.
You have captured the ups and downs the way nature has intended...enjoy the beauty of it...but watch out for the thorns. And should you get stuck by a thorn...don't sweat it! It'll heal given time! Excellent! Another display of a Master at work!

[Sheila Kline]

Dear Dale...........as perfect as we desire love to be, it is in truth never that, but the imperfection just makes it stronger in some ways as each part of it goes through the testing process to become something even more beautiful.
Your imagery is just lovely....I can see the stream, the sky representing the changing moods....very well done!!!....yes, perfectly imperfect!!
As always!
Love and Hugs!
Sheila

[closed account]

very very very nice!! love the Metephor,, this was an ellegant and truthful poem
love has many faces, thats why it's so hard to find and to keep, I loved it Dale
this was wonderful,,

[Ralphy]

Oh wow, that's awesome Dale, I love the comparison...she is as you describe and I she's just waiting to blow your mind...smile

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow.. so much going on here with few takes on love here.. a bed of roses, a crystal clear sparkling stream and the sky.. the last stanza got me:

It can be compared to the sky
Changing moods day to day,
And though sometimes
It can't be seen through the pain
You know it still exists
And goes on forever.
Love to me seems just like nature
Perfectly imperfect.

I couldn't agree more but if the moods change too much daily could be an indicator of some problems.. we all have our imperfections and days though.. I find many are having more these days through hardships.. losses of jobs and such. Hopefully most pull through and are stronger for it! Thank you so much for sharing!!!! =)

[Cherry Berry]

I loved the flow and subtle charm to this piece. Graceful is the only way I know to describe this poem. You are exactly right. Love is perfectly imperfect. Well penned my friend.
xox
Cherri

[Collette]

Ah, now this is a refreshing love poem! Such beautiful imagery...I love the portraits you paint...vivid. This entire piece echoes truth: you show both sides of the love spectrum. It's never easy, but always worth it.

Love to me seems just like nature



Perfectly imperfect.

The last two lines really bring the entire piece full-circle. Not only have you included the natural inclination of humans towards love, you've presented an interesting little dichotomy: perfectly imperfect...it seems a surface contradiction, but I get it. AWESOME write! I love it!

[Flow~]

Love is many things as you illustrate here. I like this softer side of your pen. I guess in a way love is imperfect but I think that is because it has to deal with us humans and we are the ones that screw love up. Great write~