Pebbles

                          Pebbles



                         Happiness

                    Comes in pebbles,

                       Not in boulders.

                             At least,

                 That is what Mama said.

                        It seems I have

                             Tripped

                           Over stones,

                                 For I

                       Stubbed my toes

                      On pebbles instead.

                         Still, happiness

                          Evades me yet.

                                Perhaps

                        I should have asked

                        'Mama, just what is

                                Happiness?'

                               After years of

                          Boulders, rocks, stones,

                                  And pebbles,

                           Happiness upon me,

                                  Has not set!!

   

            Valentine

Reviews

[Jenny]

YES! "Happiness/ Comes in pebbles,/ Not in boulders"

very true

wise words

thank you for sharing!
J

[Valentine]

You are more than welcome Jenny. Kathie

[Ted Kniffen]

Your mother was wise, Kathie. Happiness seems to be an accumulation of small events, rather than one big momentous happening. While we run around seeking happiness it's there, in a bird song or sunset, or the warmth of a spring breeze on old bones.
Good write, Kathie

[Valentine]

Ted, I think my mom had to stumble over a lot of boulders raising her 9 children....Kathie

[Einstein Noodle]

love the metaphor ..such a sad theme ..ones life is not "fair" when filled only with the scraping and stubbing over rocks ... though, i believe there is a place for that indeed in all our lives .. some measure of peace and joy must follow sooner or later ..else we so easily become jaded :( so surprised by your use of free verse, Kathy; i love it!!!! :)
E.

[Valentine]

I just put down thoughts, I know nothing of proper writing. Kathie

[Lydia Shutter]

Your mother was a wise woman. We have to find our own happiness. At times it hides behind one of those boulders. I liked this one, Kathie. Lydi**

[Valentine]

Thank you for stopping by. Kathie

[Norman 223]

"Good things come in small packages " seems to come to mind when I read this poem.
Happiness is usually a collection of seemingly insignificant "blessings " rather than a blockbuster experience. Pebbles can be re- distributed and shared.

[Valentine]

Norman, if I remember right...you said you were one of those small packages. Kathie [smiling]

[Norman 223]

Touche ! Loved it ! (Perhaps that's why I find pebbles easier to collect)
Cheers ,Kathie.
Norman

[Isabella Ivy]

I always say I get crumbs when everyone else seems to get a full course meal. lol. I.I.

[Valentine]

Isabella, those words could be used to create a poem. Kathie

[Isabella Ivy]

I'm sure that one's already around here somewhere :) I.I.

[wordman]

it`s in what you eat and drink kathie,lol

[Valentine]

Ron, I wanted to laugh at your response. As we get older it seems all that is left is eating. Kathie

[Mauricio Montoya]

my mom would say kick rocks when we would stand around. thank you for sharing

[Valentine]

She didn't want you to be bored, sounds like my mom. Kathie

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem. This is old time classical poetry. I like the use of pebbles and rocks. I get more rocks than pebbles myself. Nice closure to a outstanding poem my dear friend.
Coyote

[Valentine]

John, you are a sentimentalist like me. Some of the old beats the new. Kathie

[Coyote Poetry]

You did very well with the poem. I like the sentimental poetry.

[Leslie Philibert]

Powerful extended metaphor, like this a lot.Advise
others to look at this !