[POEM] In the English language.
The word perfect has a superlative meaning.
To be the best, above all the rest.
At the top; Unsurpassed.
Free from flaw, impeccable and pristine.
[POEM] Heartache is
The realization that your life is not.
the way it was the day before.
And the day before was better.
[POEM] I was five years old or thereabouts.
And I heard the shouts.
Piercing the darkness of my room.
It was you and mommy too.
Why is this my earliest memory of you?
[POEM] What does unforgiveness taste like?
Is it bitter and is it grooved.
Like the pit inside a peach.
Or is it impenetrable and smooth.
[POEM: The War with Trouble]
Trouble came upon me.
Slapped me harshly in my face.
I was bruised but undaunted.
I had a saving grace.
[POEM: Betwixt Heaven and Hell]
For better or worse.
Caught in the crossroads.
Living on Earth.
Here at the intersection.
Of happy and sad.
Too bad for goodness.
And too good for bad.