The Chip

As imperfection fills our lives
                              perfection, we crave still
I think about just what it means
                              and how it pains our will

The quest for what does not exist
                              the drive to make it right
The disappointment that ensues
                               at how we lose the fight

The chip that flaws my favorite bowl
                               may bother me and yet
It simply adds to stories past
                                 and one I won’t forget

The ding, the dent, the thread that bares
                               the soul that loses trust
They still have value in the love
                         that thrives and so we must
 
Consider how the chip relates
                               to life and love and soul
It’s just a piece of what we are
                       and not what makes us whole
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Legros Kelley Avatar
October 22, 2022 at 11:39 PM
You are an absolutely amazing poet Mike, I sometimes stifle a gasp when I read your poems. This is another brilliant, perfect poem of absolute beauty! I sometimes feel embarrassed to say it again...another FAVE! If Poetrysoup would publish personal books of our faves, I would have quite a few with your name on it :)
Gentile Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 5:42 AM
BJ, that is so very kind of you to say! I am so flattered that you like anything I have written! Happy Sunday xxoo
Tor Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 4:15 PM
Lovely poetry for all to ponder on Mike so true your words in this thoughtful and clever expression my friend...
Gentile Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 6:50 PM
Michael, a kind man you are, thank you!!
Wolf Avatar
October 18, 2022 at 8:01 PM
Such wisdom ... truly bowls me over, Mike. Nicely penned, my friend. :) gw
Gentile Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 4:27 AM
Don't tip over your bowl of cherries GW!! Happy Wednesday !!!
Proxenos Avatar
October 17, 2022 at 9:54 AM
Your poems are so deep and meaningful Mike, you have a style of poetry that nobody could match which i would therefore say makes it unique. So well penned. Hugs and Blessings, Jennifer.
Gentile Avatar
October 18, 2022 at 5:30 AM
Jennifer, that is so kind of you to say, Happy Tuesday xxoo
Sands Avatar
October 17, 2022 at 5:13 AM
A poem about imperfection, yet this poem seems perfect. I love the message. I consider this another Favorite. Well written Mike. Happy Monday :)
Gentile Avatar
October 17, 2022 at 5:28 AM
Thanks so much Heidi,xxoo
Messina Avatar
October 17, 2022 at 5:10 AM
Great rhythm and rhyme, Mike. Love the ending of this well written poetry! Happy Monday my good friend!
Gentile Avatar
October 17, 2022 at 5:27 AM
Thank you Charlie!!
Hankins Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 8:48 AM
Aw, Mike, this is fine, fine writing. I liked it a lot. You are so right, too, it is the chips that tell the stories.
Gentile Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 4:40 PM
Thanks so much Milt!!
Pandit Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 4:57 AM
Awesome poetry, Mike. Skillfully delivered as always.
Gentile Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 5:17 AM
Thanks so much Vijay!!
M  Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 4:02 AM
Oh Mike what a delightful and clever poem. Chips , dents , flaws are part of who we are …our story in this life….those imperfections are just perfect! Loved this Mike….Debx
Gentile Avatar
October 12, 2022 at 5:17 AM
Thanks Deb, Happy Wednesday xxoo
Gauthier Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 5:28 PM
Lovely poem ~ great metaphor for life indeed ~
Gentile Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 5:32 PM
So nice of you to comment, thanks Line!!!
Logan Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 6:00 AM
Each chip that's been torn away from us is a reminder of a pain, a sorrow, or heartache. We all have flaws whittled from past experiences, but we move on... chipped but not broken. Mike, your cadence and themes always serve as a reminder of important things that too often get overlooked. This one is certainly no exception. ;)
Gentile Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 12:44 PM
Thanks so much Jenna xxoo Happy Tuesday!
Lawless Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 5:27 AM
just a chip off the old block.....or a different street corner...
Gentile Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 12:44 PM
Many chips in life, right John!! Thanks
Hawkins Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 5:14 AM
We would not have anything to learn if we were perfect. We learn by experiencing the chips and dents of life; It forms our character, and as you say so eloquently, Mike, it's just a piece of what we are and not what makes us whole. Thank you for sharing your lovely poem Take care. Shirley
Gentile Avatar
October 11, 2022 at 12:43 PM
Thank you so much Shirley xxoo
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