Articulating prose poem

Articulating who you really are is like painting exactly what you are trying to say;

a word or a colour in the wrong place and it says you are inadequate in some way.

we are all inadequate in one way and it’s ludicrous to see life as perfect for do we not reflect nature each and every single day;

This world is obsessed with perfection when the real art of life is to see the imperfection in everything we display;

would we really have it any other way as love stories wouldn’t be the same without someone crying or a man slamming a door as his frustrations sway;

we find joy and laughter in imperfections like banging your head on a piece of wood or falling down when showing off while you play;

The greatest art is purely accidental and the greatest thing in life is love between two people which leads me to believe that we are all a painting with a slight imperfection but when seen by another they only see the imperfection with passion always.

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Peter Kiggin

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I am a poet through and through and anyone that tells you different you must deny it and slap them across the face very roughly indeed. I love the normal things in life and turning them into mysterious meaningful emotionally attached fascinating object or subjects.
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