This poem was written by using another poet's topic and pattern to write one of my own. It is like the chance poem, it takes off in its own direction, and allows you to write an original poem not even vaguely similar to the one used for inspiration. I also repeated the word perfect as a unifying element throughout the poem.
The Perfect Family
Everybody wants that perfect family
captured on camera,
a smile on each face
locked in time
in perfect harmony
but if you look closely you can see
that baby’s diaper needs changing,
the grimace on the middle one, tired of being squished
the oldest, fed up with all the wasted time
to get a perfect shot. How many retakes?
Why not tell the truth and snap those candid
moments of the mess and the distress
of living together? Capture instead the pushing
and fighting for space, the strain to find a little time
to pursue personal interests,
portray the parents’
dream of falling in love with someone else,
anyone who could cherish them as much as they deserve
in that perfect fantasy
of the faultless family, where illness is unknown,
failure unfamiliar and disappointment unexplored
where no promises are broken
and each dream achieved
in a world where everything is perfect
really… that type of family sounds boring
no challenges in all that bliss
maybe … my family is perfect, just the way it is.
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