Every spoon is paired
with a fork, despite the debility
in baring soup, every spoon is
imperfect without the fork.
Under the prettiest plants
lies the ugly roots, but keep
in mind without the "ugly"
roots there would be no
plant present.
We can see the stars
at night when the lights are off
The sun doesn't shine
without the blue sky.
Just because you're a fork
with four spikes doesn't
mean the spoon doesn't need you.
You are the stars when the
lights go off
You're the blue sky with
the birds and the clouds.
A speaker singing
loudly isn't broken,
Stray pages and words
make a book.
Imperfections makes it all
perfect, you're a person
of heart and mind
You're perfect.
YOU ARE READING
Poems From Puerto Verde
PoetryDuring this pandemic, we find more time removing each layer of our identity. The deeper we look out our windows, more stars appear. Our hair grows longer and longer. Everyday is spent like a time loop. As Milan Kundera says in "The Unbearable Lightn...
