Joy

Just a little ode to a few things that make me smile :)

 

Joy is the yellow of sunlight.

It is the sound of children playing,

Laughing and squealing.

It tastes of candied apples

And cotton candy.

It smells of springtime flowers,

Fresh sheets and home-made bread

And it feels like a magic spell

Warding off the blues of darkness.

Reviews

[Wulfstan Crumble]

There are so many good and joyful things in this world and your poem has touched on some great ones for you.

For me i could add the first sip of a fresh pint of cider.The first flowers of spring, the smell of cut grass, my cat purring... so many things.

Thank you for brightening up my day even if its 2am.

[Francesca]

aw that's great
lighthearted and truthful, beautifully written too
I especially liked where, after you described joy as yellow, you called darkness blue
creative :)

[Rambling Prose]

A beautifully written piece of poetry, I love the ethereal flow & my mind's eye easily embraced this description of - joy.

Nicely penned...

[Katrina Mckeown]

Nicley done...a joy to read!

[Tomás Ó C..]

To feel such joy!

[Crystal L. Test]

This was a very light-hearted and fun read. Joy is such an ambiguous emotion and can be so many different things to so many people. I liked that you put some of your joys into concrete imagery for all of us to share. Great job. :)