Jim Slaughter Poet Free verse

Progress Not Perfection

When I write, I strive for progress, not perfection.
Perfectionism, as I have learned on far too many occasions,
Can lead to mental paralysis,
Which in turn, in my case, at least,
Usually leads to procrastination.
Perfection is, I believe, an illusion.
To achieve it would, more than likely,
Be more than a mortal heart or brain could bear.
No one can make a thing perfect.
God tried…and couldn't…
You've probably tried…and couldn't…
And even though I keep trying, I can't.
But then, I'm pretty sure I don't even want to.

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Ilene Bauer February 26, 2023 at 12:21 PM ha! you have one up on me, jim! i don't even try for progress - just getting my thoughts down in rhyme is good enough for me, even if there's no improvement or "progress" from one poem to the next... Jim Slaughter February 26, 2023 at 2:24 PM Thanks, Ilene...and you have nothing to worry about.