http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2014/08/poets-united-midweek-motif-happiness.html
My Happiness
My Happiness
Happiness known
At other times
In other places
Slow to catch up
Keep in step
Lags behind
Won’t come when called
I guess I will have to wait
Look for sunbeams
Clouds in blue skies
I find your trace
Tracks in sand
I’ll wait a little while
And in memory
You are here
My happiness returns
August 15, 2014
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Lion or Lamb
Roaring at the top of my lungs
You are my target
The bull’s eye never missed
Blow off steam
Ring a neck
End of day
Steam all gone
Lullaby
I curl beside you
Slumber through the night
Forgive my angry face
And unkind words
I have no excuse for myself
Sometimes I am lion
Sometimes lamb
August 15, 2014
10 comments:
Very nice .. I can feel the energy fading to soft and peaceful in poem two.
How I enjoyed these contrasting poems! The first speaks to our PU prompt (please link that here)--and is a beautiful insight, a personification that makes happiness a friend--if not there, nearby. The second is ME, lion and lamb, never expressed quite so beautifully. Thank you!
Every mother can relate to Lion or Lamb!
We all go from lion to lamb in our dreams of regret.. actually the two poems work so well in pair... the first one speaking of the loss -- the steps in the sand, to be washed away --- just that little wave of forgetfulness.
That polarization that comes with context and the strength and then comfort that it provides. I wouldn't have it any other way. Great work, I loved it. Thanks for playing!
"and in memory you are here"........so poignant. Your second poem - all the stages of grief course through us, it is a hard path. I loved the curling up at night, "lullaby"........
I love how happiness returns...though it's heartbreaking...
I'm not sure what I love more, if the poignancy of "My Happiness" or the fact that posting it on the same space as "Lion or Lamb" makes such a powerful statement. The loss is tangible in both poem, and so is the hope.
Lion or Lamb....we all face them both within ourselves. A powerful write in both of these Annell!
I think that something lamb is a typo but then I think it is a good one. Nice write. Love and Light, S
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