Wednesday, November 16, 2016

My Chartreuse


The fiestaware
Is missing
Two blue plates
Today,
And a pink one too.
I'm left with
The chartreuse.
That was always
My favorite.
This
Makes me smile
Through
Lots of tears.
Life reflected
In an
Imperfect
Half set
Of dishes
And silverware.
A lifetime
Of chasing
Perfect.
Only to live
Now
With imperfect.

Half.

Half of what was.
Half of what is.
Half of what will be.

All
In an attempt
To find

Whole.

I suppose
I could
Just buy
The blue and pink
Plates
And I'd have
A full set
Again.
But something
Compels me
To live with
The imperfection
For a while.
I mean,
I still have
The chartreuse,
And that's
My favorite.