Chilling Perfection

This is a poem about how everyone is such a perfectionist and the effect that being "perfect" has on us

Greatness is a word
We, all yearn to hear

We stiffen our resolve

To never shed a tear

We harden up our hearts
And on the inside, it is shown

Though our outsides, may be perfect
Our insides are as cold, as freshly fallen snow

 

© 2012 Emily Dickinson Jr.  All rights reserved

Reviews

[Michael Soul]

it is perfect freshly fallen snow.
delicate intricate natural design,
the softest touch has a single flake,
revealing that true beauty is divine.
Falling out of the sky it's refine shape
drifts in the wind
Upon warming cheek,
A rain drop forms
its beauty imprints never lost.

[Heather]

fantastic images in this poem. I liked it very much!

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

I'm glad you liked my imagery!!
Always good to hear from you :-)

[KAREN]

Love the message this poem has and the imagery is stunning! The ending brings the poem together and is felt by the reader. Nicely crafted work!

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

I'm glad you enjoyed it!! :-)

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Wow, great job Hannah:) I love your use of imagery and similes to help convey you message. Great job.
-Cord

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

thanx :-)