Flawless

It was flawless
This turn on the boards
Performance of a lifetime
Every word spoken
Trembled in perfection
Every move was grace

Why did it feel hollow
Why a ringing tone
Echoes in my ear?
Could it be exquisite
Is another word for
Soulless, perfect fear?

I wanted to be flawless
I wanted everything
To follow bidden rules
But within this strange circus
I lost the passion only
By following the form

Perhaps it’s only that
Our flaws make us human
Give to us a soul?
So essential beauty
Requires the sacrifice
We make to have control?

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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8 Responses to Flawless

  1. This is so good Helen. I could go on about this. Our flaws making us human, losing our passion as in performance, I love the exploration of humanity, how fragile we can be so often when things don’t go right, I think we all experience this to some degree, probably quite regularly. Excellent Helen, loved this one. I’m thinking coffee table here!!!!!

  2. passion needs the soul – form needs merely the mind

  3. Character flaws = humanity? (So long as our voluntary flaws don’t impose on the rights of other humans, perhaps.) Should we embrace them?

  4. philipparees says:

    This profound observation explains the failures of Utopian dreams, and the vacuity of slick routines or productions. The flaws show up the perfections! Great poem

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