To Dwell On the Cusp of Perfection

To Dwell On the Cusp of Perfection

A Poem by Louis McKraker


To dwell on the cusp
Of perfection,
Means to die in the shadows
Of obsession.

    But I―Who have seen my dreams,
    Thus: pale with grief―
    No longer reach for the possession
    Of perfection.

Instead―I seek the possession
Of affection―
And truthfully―nothing more.

© 2013 Louis McKraker


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Added on July 11, 2013
Last Updated on December 24, 2013
Tags: Inspired, Hopeful, Word Art, Allegory

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Louis McKraker
Louis McKraker

Montpelier, VT



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Full Name: Louis Issac McKraker Birthdate: November 9, 1984 Place of Origin: Center Point, Alabama Occupation: Poet, Fiction Writer, Journalist Styles: Post-modern, Free-verse, Esoter.. more..

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