Here comes Spring,
I try to wring
From each inventive writing
To unveil treasures hidden
Or forgotten.
Too often,
I see imperfection
In all human relation.
Does it make sense
That in the longing
Lies the glory of intense feeling
Inside your silent body?
With the most invaluable magic
Ties not to satisfaction,
But to the engine that
Powers it,
The imperfect is perfect.
Writing is burning profession.
If the joy is not overlooked
and the audience gets hooked,
Then nothing shall be impacted
And sorted to a digression.
BEAUTIFUL POEM JI, WELCOME BACK, HOPE U HAD A GREAT DAY THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND XX:)
I love that line the imperfect is perfect … hard to remember sometimes!
Hugs!
This is wonderful J – I’m longing for spring and the rebirth of inspiration.
wow, Jingle… best post yet.
lovely, no ….. wonderful ….. GREAT!
hugs
shakira
we are all a bunch of cracked jugs…we either worry about the cracks or be satisfied leaking on to the flowers and helping them grow. the imperfect is perfect. just like your poem…smiles.
Me has an award for you!
Be HAPPY!
hugs
shakira
haha, digression is my favorite pastime.
In fact, my grandpa and I were working in the field once and…but that’s a completely different story ><
so true
Life ripples on the sea
On the rocky slope or sandy beach
Imagine what it takes………….
The magic in the eyes
Imperfections what we are
Learning to know; accept it as the truth
Working on it to make it worthwhile
The journey one takes in life
You may want to change
You may want others to challenge
The way life make its journey
Let it makes it easy the way it should be
The drive to correct
The imperfections wasted energy
It is best to focus what good one could be
Giving out words; reaching out touching hands
Life is still great
No matter what lies ahead
Look at the positive flow
Imperfections part of the gig
p/s have a good day!
caravanserai
thank U!
😉
gorgeous poem, love this blog 🙂
hi Jingle!
i love this poem! ♥♥
you somehow lifted my spirit.
and what a nice layout!
Good day to you! 😉
Travellers we are, one and all.
Toiushing poem, took me back to remnants of happiness and quiestions unanswered.
Poetry is personal, writing a fire
Without the desire
What are we?
Lovely Jingle!!
great stuff, I loved your poem, full of deep meanings and I have a special appreciation for the title too, it sums up eveything.
“That in the longing
Lies the glory of intense feeling”
Beautiful words, Sorry, I have been out of it the past few days. Have a great day!!
Gerardine
I salute you for your great poems. Awesome. tQ
hi Jingle, sorry to bother you, i need you to clarify one point related to the poet’s rally: am i supposed at this stage to give the award to twelve poets or just to post the thursday poem with one nomination .this point still looks hazy to me, would mind clarifying this please? another point if yoyu don’t mind: shall I nominate one poet from the this week’s group of participant or outside it ?
thanks for the visit sweetheart u always make my day xxx love the new look and the lovely poems u always write xx
Cool
” imperfection
In all human relation.”
This does seem to be the way, as we make our way through the stars. Yet… the light of grace shines in each and from each of us, and we hope that with each step we get closer to the core of our origin of love.
Writing a burning profession indeed, one I hope keeps ever blazing in you and the deepness you share!
xo
Thanks for upbeat poem and good feelings.
the imperfect is perfect! I love this line 🙂 No one or thing in life is perfect, which makes that person or thing perfect in his/her/its own right. 😉
We keep each other posted 😉
thanks for visiting and commenting! I love feedback.
Great poem, Jingle! I love all your stuff, but this one is really sublime!
Thank you for stopping at my blog and your kind words. Seems you are in mastery poetry production! English is my second language too, so I understand the challenges on the way of a poet to bring her child to life. I congratulate you in your great achievement in creating this piece of art in such a perfection. With Blessing Serena
Thank you for the encouraging words, Jingle! You are such a positive person.
Unfortunately, I am not allowed to go outside and enjoy the coming spring. I am on complete bedrest, which means my doctors have told me I am only allowed to get out of bed to shower, use the bathroom, and go to doctor appointments. Tests have shown that I am at risk of delivering my twins way too early — if they come now, they will spend at least a month in the hospital in the neonatal intensive care unit before they are well enough to come home and be with us. I need to lay down in one place around the clock so they will stay in the womb as long as possible. Today marks 7 weeks that I have been having to stay in bed. It wears on me!
Sorry to hear about that, Sunny.
I know what u have been through, prayers…
U R strong and have done awesome job so far.
hope that u remain good condition until the babies are born and both u and the babies are healthy and good.
Cheers,
Take good care
and I appreciate your time
visiting me tonight.
😉
You do have a way with words and a way with sending out messages! 🙂 Thanks!
The imperfect is perfectly imperfect, so there’s no need to live in a false perfection.
I always thought that the imperfection makes us understand better the things that came in our lifes.We think that are perfects, but is not quite like that. Your new poem makes me think a lot at this. Thank you, my friend, again! 🙂
Be happy and never forgot to keep smiling! 😉
Enjoy your day! 🙂
Well I totally agree with you on the point that imperfect is perfect. Perfection leaves the human mind with no scope of improvement which infact is the basis of anyone s life:self improvement. Life would have been worthless without our imperfections.
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So So true, I LOVE it :)…..if you are perfect then life would be boring, and you would have no goals, no reason to improve. As much as imperfection is frustrating I would never want to be perfect.Love the poem, awesome job 🙂
Rebel
The world was created by a single thought!
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