Long Perfectionism Poems

Much has been felt
then written
about loneliness at the top

Less written,
yet perhaps far more often felt,
about claustrophobia in the center.

Problems with delegation,
boundaries,
predictable timelines,
responsive management focus,
follow through performance,
closeted partisanship,
competitions to be heard
listened to
appreciated
respected 
for our therapeutic,
and not...

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Each day is a new day for the Police 
Looking around protecting and serving the public
 With a smile and politeness
They guard us from deadly criminals 

Whether the weather is cold or hot, wet or...

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Restlessness in spirit...
he became 'The Corsican,'
over-bearance of a mother
he was forced to take a stand!
And he became...
Anxious!

Counter-veiling parent ways,
a struggle for his life.
A paradox, he was attached
to Josephine, his wife.
And he became...
Lonely!

From his father he...

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A vessel made for ultimate good,
God fashioned me in His image,
Not knowing my intrinsic value
I sold myself for a mess of pottage.

Being marred in the potter's hand,
but always His beloved daughter, 
He made me again...

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Who Am I?

I was born the eldest of seven children
I had to fight to be heard and to be loved.
There was very little money for extravagant things.
This gave me the fight and power, that I...

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Children
                                  ...

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To compensate for (A -Z)
     ineradicable alphanumeric
     character flaws (i.e. mutations
     of body or mind,)

     and avoid amass
sing wracking...

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Everything was in the right place; the shoes, books, furniture, utensils, remote control…. His house always smelled of fresh air, although it was hundreds of miles away from the ocean.

“Your house smells like a beach-house!”...

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I saw a child at the airport,
Didn’t know anything about him.
But only gazed at his innocence,
Till my destination time arrived.
And made me sad
It was an irony in fact.
Happy should I have been to see my...

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Confidence,a radiant aura that defines him 
Even whilst holding dear Jes playing a tune on a whim 
It exudes and transcends his playing flaws until- 
All you can hear turns symphonic like Beethoven 
And his...

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practice does not make perfect
practice makes permanent 
it makes perseverance 
most of all i think it makes 

perfectionism.

as a child you were constantly 
told by your parents, 
teachers,
friends,
family
you were “such a perfectionist!”
a joke to them...

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I'm dissapointed
not in you or my cryptic creeky teacher
but myself
Every action I make cripples me further and further
into this dark whole that sucks me in like quicksand and my only
little bit of sanity is closing...

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The line up for our great exodus took hours
As we entered the screaming arena vision going white my heart stopped-
Just for a second
Then it started again full speed as I waved a wave-
Not a thank...

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I saw my boys the other day while
Digging for hidden dumpster treasures.
I had wondered back to my yesterday
By sheer fortuity, a destiny created by
Hooch and instinct. They have grown
Into youthful perfectionism and I'm 
Afraid to...

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I see you over there whispering about me and snickering quietly acting like you are doing 
nothing you think that you are better.

Showing your true colors in the mist as if I am next on...

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Now, being a senior citizen,
Is it too late for me to reflect on, 
What went wrong in my life?
Born and brought up in a family,
Where morals and values played their role,
I learned to call ‘a...

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That stiff-neckedness; that boulder-like stoneness
The so-called track-travel; that perfection-proneness
The 'looking-down-upon' others as backboneless
That sharp surety of sheer, shadowless shallowness
All came to a standstill like a train on a halt.
I felt something stopping my voluntary vault.

'Take...

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“We are all born to fly. Instead, we sit on the branches, afraid to sing or leap into the unknown. But the unknown is where enlightenment and creativity live. Our true nature is the unknown.”...

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The shades of “blues” might have an intense wavelength.
It literally overshadows her “colorful seasons”.

This school champion might already realize this.
Games are not that easy in this "normal world."

An imperfect design never fits into the Fine...

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Sitting passenger in an orange 57 Chevy pickup
Sipping occasionally from a warming beer
It’s going on to sunset and we’ve had a day
The wives and kids are back at The Coop (his house)
We’re in “The Pumpkin”...

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Here I sit 
Pen In hand
I wish to write superbly.

If only I were deserving
With insurmountable perfectionism.
And receiving copious AWARDS.

Walking away with a glow in
My cheeks.  
How else do I compete.
Meek ME.
Awards seek me.

The tone...

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Are those tears on my cheek, in my eyes,
at their peak? The melody speaks
so simply of love, of Sonny and Cher.
I share this idea that love can grasp,
whether moments in time, though
they don’t last, still...

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Written: December 5th, 2023
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Inspiration bursts forth akin to a volcano
with kinetic rainbows and gooey agony
frothy vortices or bubbling in...

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It is easy to pick on the D.O.R.K.
or the dweeb of society
who is clumsy and meek
stuttering most of the time in his life
Rather spends time with his parents than the social clique
One who actually takes...

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Ideas
thoughts
potential
scattered and unrelated
until 
A twist
a turn 
a perfect form,
balanced.
Yet it cannot be sustained
competing forces
expectations
The pattern dissolves
as it is compelled to turn 
away
from itself.
Exciting ideas
moving apart and at the same time
together.
A new shape forms,
for a moment.
Never...

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