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

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Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 10/22/2022 11:39:00 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 :)

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/23/2022 5:42:00 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

Michael Tor

Date: 10/19/2022 4:15:00 PM

Lovely poetry for all to ponder on Mike so true your words in this thoughtful and clever expression my friend...

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/19/2022 6:50:00 PM

Michael, a kind man you are, thank you!!

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/18/2022 8:01:00 PM

Such wisdom ... truly bowls me over, Mike. Nicely penned, my friend. :) gw

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/19/2022 4:27:00 AM

Don't tip over your bowl of cherries GW!! Happy Wednesday !!!

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 10/17/2022 9:54:00 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.

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/18/2022 5:30:00 AM

Jennifer, that is so kind of you to say, Happy Tuesday xxoo

Heidi Sands

Date: 10/17/2022 5:13:00 AM

A poem about imperfection, yet this poem seems perfect. I love the message. I consider this another Favorite. Well written Mike. Happy Monday :)

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/17/2022 5:28:00 AM

Thanks so much Heidi,xxoo

Charles Messina

Date: 10/17/2022 5:10:00 AM

Great rhythm and rhyme, Mike. Love the ending of this well written poetry! Happy Monday my good friend!

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/17/2022 5:27:00 AM

Thank you Charlie!!

L Milton Hankins

Date: 10/12/2022 8:48:00 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.

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/12/2022 4:40:00 PM

Thanks so much Milt!!

Vijay Pandit

Date: 10/12/2022 4:57:00 AM

Awesome poetry, Mike. Skillfully delivered as always.

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/12/2022 5:17:00 AM

Thanks so much Vijay!!

Deb M

Date: 10/12/2022 4:02:00 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

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/12/2022 5:17:00 AM

Thanks Deb, Happy Wednesday xxoo

Line Gauthier

Date: 10/11/2022 5:28:00 PM

Lovely poem ~ great metaphor for life indeed ~

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/11/2022 5:32:00 PM

So nice of you to comment, thanks Line!!!

Jenna Logan

Date: 10/11/2022 6:00:00 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. ;)

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/11/2022 12:44:00 PM

Thanks so much Jenna xxoo Happy Tuesday!

John Lawless

Date: 10/11/2022 5:27:00 AM

just a chip off the old block.....or a different street corner...

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/11/2022 12:44:00 PM

Many chips in life, right John!! Thanks

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 10/11/2022 5:14:00 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

Mike Gentile
Date: 10/11/2022 12:43:00 PM

Thank you so much Shirley xxoo