She did a whizbang job on her science project
Her teacher was impressed and did a genuflect
Parents pretended she had done it all her way
These perfectionists had done it after sending her out to play
Categories:
perfectionists, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
When two halves of two hearts
Match as a whole
Lips were made to fit
Your eyes are a reflection of yourself
You think the same thoughts
At exactly the same time
Share the same interests
Love the same movies
And songs
Enjoy the same food
Look at each other and both smile
Resemble each other aesthetically
Feel the same
Laugh at the same time
Both love to hug
Both are moody and up or down
Both sense something coming
Before it's happened
Both love to walk in summer rain hand in hand
Share the same dream
Even talk and walk at the same pace
You are both givers
Have the same tastes
Been in the same places
At the same time
Before you met
You even smell the same
Have the same shoe size
And went to the same school
Have the same vision
The same drives
Then you have found perfection
And can dream on
Because despite many of us being perfectionists
Nothing is perfect
It doesn't exist
Just a word often heard.
Categories:
perfectionists, desire, engagement, imagination, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
My writing gets wavy and I bet it would annoy some perfectionists out there.
I’m annoying but I don’t care right now.
They hate me, so I write about that too.
The tree outside is weird and funny and bouncy.
So I scribble a tree and the tree has a face.
So I look outside again, and the tree is talking to me.
I’m alone and talking to this tree.
I’m in my room and I sleep here sometimes.
But tonight, sleep seems silly and far away.
Stretching out my words.
Ohhh,
Or awww!
Or owww!
Howling in my room.
Until my mom hears my song and opens my door.
She’s angry.
I turn the light low but never off.
And write about that too!
Categories:
perfectionists, voice, write,
Form: Free verse
When you have lost a gem of priceless worth,
Do not mourn long, what you can't restore;
For in the sky a new star has its birth,
And in the earth more treasures wait to explore.
When you have soared above the highest peak,
Don't swell with pride, your splendid leap;
For in the dark a hidden trap may sneak,
And, in the crowd a foe may strike you deep.
Don’t think that life is a game too sweet,
Or that it’s only a laugh and a cry alone;
For when the climb is not yet complete,
The wisdom lies in being calm; steady-stone.
The fools may laugh themselves to death for vain,
The perfectionists may fret over their flaws;
But you collect yourself and rise again,
And craft a masterpiece from broken straws.
When the road is smooth and clear at last,
Don't lose yourself in pleasures of the mood;
For just a gentle breeze may break your mast,
And drown your spirit in a raging flood.
He who can hear, let him attend the speech:
He who can see, let him observe the teach.
Be humble in your triumphs, hopeful in your breach.
The race is won by the steady; who never quit.
Categories:
perfectionists, confidence, destiny, fate, inspirational,
Form: Sonnet
Traces of errors - demarcate my past mistakes - I could not erase.
While perfectionists - are gluttons for misery - hints they can't redeem,
like beaches, victims - left barren of memories - surging waves stroked clean.
I welcome the sight - of my miscalculations - to refine my trace.
Unhesitantly - why seak perfection with one stroke!? - Far better to strive.
With pencil in hand - I raise my blunt graphite sword - better live, than die.
by,
Martin Braun
3/25/2020
Categories:
perfectionists, art,
Form: Haiku
Familiar victim dancing in the damp darkness
Seeker made, marked, miles of skin
Fashioned into the perfectionists puppet
Tool, temptress, tornado
Fraudulent construction, masked self destruction, every mile mattered
Prison, power, machine
Dumpster of record
Entertainment, goddess on screen
Supporter, tyrant, jester in one
Pretty, pitiful, puppet of miles
Interpreted easily all or none
Oppressor mesmerized by the liars light
Mute, mime, servant in the night
Categories:
perfectionists, change, culture, depression, i
Form: Bio
The perfection clause doesn’t apply,
Yet we struggle to be flawless.
Society demands perfectionism,
But the perfect human ceases to exist.
We are all sinners in an imperfect world,
In a universe that is filled with faults.
Immorality is part of the individual,
A mind which consists of defects.
Misdeeds will prevail in this life,
As wrong acts continues to thrive.
The soul can live based on virtue,
Following a path where dignity rules.
Even though we can’t be perfectionists,
Striving to be finest person is enough.
Categories:
perfectionists, emotions, encouraging, inspirational, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
It’s hard being perfect.
Most folks aren’t you know.
People expect more from you.
You must go further than you want to go.
Perfectionists work much harder,
They can’t bear to waste time.
Sometimes, you just have to give in,
And let Life sing its own rhyme.
Categories:
perfectionists, humorous, life,
Form: Rhyme
Ain’t No Such Word
Do you love the English language?
That uses words such as ain’t
Placed in a sentence, like a sandwich
Of the word, I’ve no complaint
There be those who will not use it
No such word as ain’t, they say
But this belief, I do refuse it
And always say it anyway
They say it sounds so uncouth
Ill-educated, don’t you know
That may not be, far from the truth
But somehow, ain’t, has such a flow
If you speak with plums in gob
Then usage sure ain’t gonna happen
It ain’t for me your words to rob
And ain’t for you my words to flatten
In the garden of our language
Ain’t, be no more than a weed
Perfectionists, release your bondage
This flowers bursting to be freed.
I’ve fought the corner of this little word for years,
Been rebuked a thousand times, mind you,
999 of those were on purpose lol
Categories:
perfectionists, language,
Form: Quatrain
why are people afraid
to think?
to make mistakes,
to be
wrong?
I thought we
were supposed to
learn
from our mistakes
and become better
people.
in my math class
we are supposed
to work
alone
but we often
consult each other
with our problems
because we don't
want to be
wrong
we are all perfectionists
who don't want to be
wrong
for fear of loosing
what we've worked
so hard to gain
knowledge
and if we are
proven wrong
then that means
that there are other things
we have yet to
learn
by having knowledge
we consider ourselves
above others, so
by proving us wrong
you are showing us
how small we are
compared to
others
so take my advice
and prove as many
"smart people"
wrong as you can
show them that there
is more to
life
than showing off
in math class
and being
right
make them do something
they haven't done
in a long time
ask questions
learn
explore
live.
Categories:
perfectionists, life, people, success,
Form: Free verse
The Funeral of Tinapa,
Conference table littered with chicken and cockroach laps
A keg of palm wine descending from Adia Abo
Grabbers haggling on sharing formula
Emporiums rust and rats
Shopping mulls moaning
A banner of hypocrisies at the gate’ welcome to Tinapa’
Uniform of incompetence in the helm of decisions,
Tribal perfectionists nailing Tinapa’s coffin
Frustrated villagers pilfering cables and diesel
Amber at lost
Banks limping
Power supply a shadow of the Nigeria factor
Ponet a sheer seasonal fantasies
Nollywood studio an abode of lizards
At December we fool Nigerians with make belief. …
.AWOH KINGSLEY
Categories:
perfectionists, political
Form: Imagism
"Wise souls direct their energies positively while the unwise do the opposite"
"Love focuses on "equality" while rationality tends towards judgment"
"True truth is love while true lies are based on judgment and hatred"
"All idealists are not perfectionists neither are all perfectionists idealists"
“Music is a cascading waterfall of originality that submerges the tensions of reality and rationality always singing equality”
Categories:
perfectionists, on writing and words
Form: I do not know?