I make imperfect marks in my lived experience
yet I must align myself to
lived experience as it actually is,
not how I desire it to be
my foibles don’t define me
any more than my successes,
as I am incomplete without them
both,
this is my perfect imperfection
I muster compassion for myself and others
as we all live this incomplete perfection
I’ll sing the song no one else can sing
dance the dance no one else can dance
live the life no one else can live
perfectly imperfect
Photo above is of me being joyfully imperfect.
Wind Rush 
“live the life no one else can live” ❤️
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Perfectly imperfect, reminds me of the “flying carpets” attributed to ancient Persians who believed humans that create perfect beauty diss their creator, and so they would hide a “mistake” in the pattern of every rug they made, so they could fly, rather than suffer the consequences of hubris. 🙂
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I believe the Navaho tribe does that too with weaving and pottery. Thanks for stopping by.
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Perhaps the tradition applies to makers of flying carpets, irrespective of origin? In any case,, the perfect imperfection woven into your poem, gives it wings. : )
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What a delightful tradition! My mom used to spill a little bit of wine next to her plate at the beginning of large, special occasion meals, so as not to make anyone feel bad if they were the first ones to soil the perfect white tablecloth.
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Lovely tradition.
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I love this, EW! Such traditions help us feel that our imperfections are inevitable and acceptable. 🙂 Thank you for sharing.
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Imperfection is far more interesting than perfect !
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Oh, I couldn’t agree with you more, Alanna.
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Very nice you are looking LuAnne and what a fun loving poem, too good.
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Thank you, Kamal.
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Welcome LuAnne 💖
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Perfectly imperfect! This poem made me think of my late husband. We wrote our own marriage vows and he included in his the acceptance of our “foibles and all”! I find social media seems to make people feel that their imperfections need to be cleaned up, so to speak. I loved this poem and a wonderful picture to accompany it!
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Thank you, Heather. What a lovely part of your marriage vows. Thank you so much for sharing this. One of my daughters is engaged, yet has not begun to plan the wedding – and certainly not the vows. I will share this with her because it is such an honest and lovely vow to make to the one you love.
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“perfect imperfection” – good lens for observing life’s details
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Thank you, Jazz.
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