Happiness

Happiness

 

Seeing her…

 

Like a butterfly bringing beauty to nettles

each brief touchdown it makes;

like a sunset viewed from the top deck of a city bus

reducing you to exhilarated tears;

she is my hot chocolate protection

from vicious, personal rain

 

Being near her…

 

Akin to leaning against a friendly breeze

radiating salty spray upon your face;

akin to the strolls beneath leafy canopies

with sunlight filtering through dappled shade;

she is every lung-expanding chorus

of my everlasting anthems

 

Thinking of her…

 

Just as summer freedom once promised to echo

into endless hot tarmac and discovery;

just as irreversible death

once seemed a fictional impossibility;

she overwhelms life's theme of horror

against my better judgement

 

 

Happiness

 

Breathe in your daily ration

and savour it,

cupped in your palms,

 

then let it go.

 

Before it cripples and dies.

 

Author's Note

Can you radiate something 'upon' something, or is that grammatically incorrect? Thanks.

Reviews

[robin]

Wow and I thought I kept 'em in the jar too long...You are such a romantic, your statue of love would be epic. Your words sound the bell of crushing loss, that we evade as long as possible, then hindsight reminds us without fail. There must be hundreds here to rescue you from this plight. Live long and prosper poet. Keep up this fantastic word wizardry.

[Raef C. Boylan]

Thanks for reviewing me.
The negative view at the end gets people confused about that, but no, haven't lost her - hoped that the present tense would help convey that but i guess not. The end bit just means don't take stuff for granted and don't over-analyse, just accept...or it'll get fecked up.

[Nicole Manney]

nice use of words..but it sounds like maybe you had just lost her?