Poetry Blogs (joy)
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Those few seconds before the new year
when the countdown begins,
my soul soars with so much hope and joy.
When the ball drops at Times Square,
there is a momentary
return to innocence.
As the confetti flies and music fills the air,
I imagine we are a world at peace...
no worries, no violence, no division,
just a few beautiful seconds of clarity and simplicity
Tuesday 1st January 2019 5:37 am
Come with me and I will show you paradise,
Leave behind those who are as cold as ice,
Bring in the sun and let it shine,
Then one day soon you could be mine,
I will sing some songs to gladden your heart,
Then with little luck we will never part,
Love is happiness and happiness is love,
It will be just like a perfect hand fitting a perfect glove,
Good luck to all you lovers out there,
Wednesday 19th December 2018 1:30 pm
Mind the gaps.
There are no happy ever afters,
just some gaps between the tears,
with houses packed unto their rafters
in which you can forget your fears
surrounded by those who love you
and perhaps by those that you love too.
I do hope your gaps are many;
And that your tears are singularly few
for while our tears are two-a-penny
such gaps are quite pricele...
Saturday 15th December 2018 11:26 pm
I remember exactly the spot
the place I sat
when she told me
I remember the cooling coffee
when I was told
I remember the uncertainty
in her voice
when she told me
I remember how I smiled
the joy I felt
when I first knew
my almost son
Monday 12th November 2018 12:16 pm
I only try to write of joy
But you only read my sorrow
She came to me by chance
I suppose that's always so
We sang the bodies' lively dance
She rescued me from woe
She came to me in passion
I only knew my lonely life
We dreamt our bodies' ration
She rescued me from strife
The tear you see escape my eye
Remembers only pleasure
The gasp of breath yo...
Friday 19th October 2018 3:19 pm
Those words we share
and those we don't
The ones you use
what do they mean?
So much is lost between the lines.
That inflexion or joy I might have heard
Those words we share
and those we don't
The anger I feel in you
what do your eyes show?
I can never know as I read the lines.
Sunday 14th October 2018 4:14 pm
Light your way with silver blue reflections,
Square shapes give you a sense of connection
That fills a room with all the strangers' faces.
Their vision is what your retina praises.
I look accross the room and see nothing but golden spheres,
Hidden deep inside them is a regular junky's craves and fears.
He sweats, he cries and screams the sound of lust and joy,
His euphoria takes off and h...
Saturday 2nd June 2018 10:25 am
At an unprogrammed Quaker meeting
The spirit moved someone
To remind us to find our Joy.
After, a friend said she would
Find joy in a nice boy toy.
Or maybe it was a toy boy.
She said one is a boy
You’d like as a toy
And the other is something
A boy would like to play with.
We giggled at that,
And I was reminded of a joke
About a party where everyone...
Friday 25th May 2018 6:05 pm
Good food side by side,
Poems two by two,
Just walk, walk my friend to the Joy,
From the darkness, walk now to your summer.
Hera disbelieving Zeus kicks
Him between the legs. He smiles
Surprised by joy
And my lover said to me
Walk to the door of joy
And well come me
Revisiting revenge underneath pie trucks
Like a rampant ground hog day
Funny and r...
Tuesday 15th May 2018 7:52 am
Now there's a new C word in town
10 months in, the word CURED blasts free
In the same chair, same room by the same careful man
Where we heard that other C word everyone fears
This one is C for celebration
Not C for Christ no, can't believe it
A new day to celebrate through the onward years
A day as special as a birth
The C pebble dropped and happiness ripples spread and ...
Friday 6th October 2017 8:28 pm
he met a force
it held him
... and wonder drained the world of substance
re-arranged the pages of his book to give more radiant a reading.
The light of new possibilities
pressed down on time.
The girl sang to him "You can hear the boats go by". He
Saturday 16th September 2017 6:06 pm
Who knew such joy before they were born
Who knew the joy they'd bring
As an only child no knowledge of this sibling thing
But life with my two boys became my greatest experience
Brought me endless days of pure joy
They're so close, so different, so very much alike, the very best of friends
My best times ever are when we're all together
Just sitting, eating and chatting, natu...
Thursday 3rd August 2017 7:36 pm
tends to peel away the pain
calms your brain
stops you from going insane
takes the rain and turns it into sunshine.
If you give it time your world will grow
provide long hours
By Lynn Hahn
Saturday 27th May 2017 10:58 pm
They lived their lives not too far apart
Both in age as well as distance
Born to families true and strong
Their days where filled with laughter
For him she was the sister he never had, he just forgot to tell her
At 21 they left their homes to make their way and somehow their contact faltered
Then one evening after a concert pure with joy
In a crowded station she spotted his f...
Saturday 13th May 2017 8:11 pm
It didn't happen quickly,
Honestly, I didn't realize it was happening at all.
A few encounters here and there turned to seeing him every day
Turned to waking up to sleepy smiles and stolen kisses
And now I wouldn't want it any other way.
As time passes it gets harder and harder to rememeber how I felt before I met him.
It is harder each day to remember who I was then...
Tuesday 7th February 2017 8:05 pm
Do you every get that giddy feeling?
Like a child who just woke up on Christmas morning
looking at the presents that Santa brought.
Or like a student who just auditioned for her schools’s play,
and now is waiting for the cast list to be posted.
Yah, I do too.
It’s a wonderful feeling of hope and desire.
It’s driving at 70 mph with the windows down on an open road.
Thursday 8th December 2016 6:46 pm
To hold you up
if you start to fall
and fly to your side
whenever you call.
To hold you close
when dark closes in,
I’ll feed your heart
and beat from within.
To feel your warmth
and the glow of your smile,
when the clouds are parted
we can see for miles.
To hold your hand
through life's testing times,
to shield and protect
on those slippe...
Thursday 16th July 2015 10:49 am
The mirror does not hold your reflection
Commanding instead the need for subjection
Vanity is the rule by which we live
Ruthless without the need to forgive
How long do you take looking for perfection
Beauty is real and also a distraction
Preparing ourselves for the talk of the eyes
Some words are true and others are lies
What point do we stop hiding that which we...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 5:06 pm
I was drinking coffee and sitting on my chair
The dog opened his eyes and began to stare
Looking at me he says I am ready for a walk
Without moving his mouth I heard him talk
It is a nice day to run on the grass
Best get going before the sun is going to pass
He is jumping in circles by the door
I can see a pattern being pound into the floor
Charging out like he is...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 4:50 pm
The thoughts I cannot forget
The wonder of when we met
The heart beats faster for every smile
I get excited by messages on my mobile
Dreams in my head like a hurricane
Whirling around all over my brain
Tearing right through the past
A bright future is the forecast
There will be a new life to live
With the one who is attractive
Live the journey with passion...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 4:38 pm
There’s a bench in the park where an old couple sit
holding hands and laughing as the children play and flit
about on the swings and slides with boundless joy,
inciting memories of when they were girl and boy.
The antics of the kids so full of life and carefree bliss,
their lives laid out before them on paths that time would kiss.
They’ve been sitting on that bench for ...
Wednesday 24th June 2015 5:50 pm
Such were the joys,
When we were girls and boys,
That at night when we lay in our nest
Ready for rest,
We were no more seen
Beneath the fair moon beams.
When into play came those rosy lips,
Dews of passion arose in vapoured wisps.
As your fingers lay fitted in mine,
The faithless turned to think of the divine.
And all that was chained in depth and height,
Had broadened, freeing the so...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 6:00 am
Welcome overcast sky
from incessant heat
Drizzle gently falling
on freshly wet street
Feel is overwhelming
for indolence to set
With drop in mercury
and in rain to get wet
Odd for time of year
coming event it tells
Rains not lot farther
quelling of arid spells
Sprung as a surprise
catching all unaware
Speeding all measure...
Saturday 26th April 2014 8:46 am
are we recording?
with that the withered concierge told me
“we don’t want your type around here
regardless I made love to a cultural icon
away from the conference table
out of sight of the knowing grins
I made her smile
and as ziggy played for time with no
reason nor rhyme
there and then I decided to hide this story in a
Thursday 30th May 2013 11:00 am
So many faces I’ve seen!
Now I do believe Darwin.
The patient was treated for jaundice,
The autopsy showed he was Chinese.
Rotten is well hidden and forgotten.
Do you mind?
Or you don't mind
because you don't have mind?
Thursday 31st January 2013 8:01 pm
Tuesday 8th January 2013 12:42 am
Dear valued visitor...
So glad to see you here,
The warmest of warm welcomes
In this very special year -
When we celebrate a diamond Queen
Upon an ancient throne,
While Olympic gems will have a sheen
With royalty of their own.
Our land is proudly on parade,
Its capital playing host,
With traditions that will never fade
(Though it's not our...
Thursday 31st May 2012 6:21 pm
So many winter friendships
save but a few
thaw with the sparkle of spring.
Could this be brought on by S.A.D.? Perhaps...
WIth a bit of trepidtion I am posting this micropoem.
Hope you like :-)
Please make your response or comment on my profile page. Thank you.
Thursday 10th February 2011 1:50 pm
i will not be scorched
by the flame of another
i shall keep my fire
fueled only by the pure
kindling found deep
within the terrain
of my wooded home
the sun shall bring
enough light by day
and a torch well-lit
shall provide steady
footsteps to tread
the dark by night
[as I search for what
I cannot find or name]
no light save by the moon
on occasion when it
Tuesday 8th February 2011 12:50 pm