imperfection
leads to self-reflection
just as
the tarnished mirror
calls for introspection

the torn leaf
the broken bowl
the empty space
the wilted rose
the averted face
the fallen arrows
the lost belief
the damaged soul

depending on your
point of view
all are cause for
celebration

The suggested limerick form was just one experiment too many
– but I took on the challenge to rhyme.

© Claire Griffin 2016

imperfect : #introtopoetry : day 5 : limerick (no, no, no)