There’s perfection
In my intent,
And high purpose
Of objectives,
Tho often I fail reach
Dedication I so seek,
That which heighten
My pursuits
To avoid mediocrity,
Ever poised to posture
Over looming insufficiency…
Thus I struggle
To construct,
Words of import
Meritorious as I must,
Apposed in a fashion
To inspire interaction,
Being perfect my resolve,
Like a more inspired fellow
May find in imperfection!
Poetry on a canapé 
Perfection ? A hidden defect, for sure !
Read it again… As from where I stand there isn’t any defect, of which I have many, hidden in this effort to achieve something perfect. Win or loose, as the saying goes in the old vernacular, you don’t try, you don’t get! Jean-Jacques