A perfect man

He knows his worth
perfection priced
in the pale reflection
of his golden hair

and in the way
he puffs and struts
Armani suits
a Rolex watch
six-pack belly

he believes
that everything
he touches
turn to gold,

a perfect man
is all alone.

David by Michelangelo Florence Galleria dell’Accademia

Today Lisa hosts dVerse with the Quadrille and the word today is puff. My choice was to describe a person who only sees himself believing in himself a bit too much.

July 13, 2026

25 responses to “A perfect man

  1. Bjorn I thought you were talking about someone else until I read six pack belly and saw Michaelangelo’s sculpture. Great poem. I just watched an excellent doc on him, Da Vinci, and Raphael where it talks about how the David statue came about: Renaissance: The Blood and the Beauty Did you know that they attached a fig leaf to his nether region for years?

  2. Well done Bjorn, I love how the poem slowly reveals that the “perfect man” is actually trapped inside the reflection he worships. The final line lands hard, it turns all that gold into a kind of loneliness and emptiness.

  3. a perfect man
    is all alone.

    Good summation Bjorn! It makes him thinking too highly of himself perhaps! Great Lines!

    Hank

  4. I like how your poem leaves the puffed up man alone.

    The real David, a man after God’s own heart, was humble, beloved, and imperfect.

  5. Show me a man who has the attributes you describe .. assure me he has great friends .. and I will be sorely impressed. Loved your poem and many thanks for leaving me a comment.

  6. I think that sums up a certain crowd quite well. Even David was lonely in his role amidst his gold, went bride hunting, kept mistresses, fell out with his family, fell out with his king, I’m not sure if he was ever happy as an adult.

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