Confusion


“Lack of understanding; uncertainty,”

is the dictionary definition.

I can only express my rendition

with a mosaic of curved lines

which I myself cannot understand.

Cause I envision

Peace.

But really all there is, is division.

Cause I dream

of a new idealism,

full of optimism,

perhaps a neologism

like neo-spirtualism,

everyone understanding

that prolonged confusion

cannot continue

cannot continue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shaping Up


Shape Up

I tried shaping up the other day

I stretched and stretched

and flipped and flopped

to get rid of the muffin top.

After three hours of sweat and tears

I convinced myself

I could not keep up

because of all my years.

So instead I went to my drawing pad.

Painting is what makes me glad;

no point in being sad

As you can see I did shape up after all.

Weekly Challenge – Saturated


Saturation

This watercolor painting is very small and I wanted to add an element of surprise.

 

Haiku 57


Leaves fall today

each unique in every way

a squirrel frolics

Melba Christie (c) 2013

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Be Happy


There are as many nights as days,

and the one is just as long as the other

in the year’s course. Even a happy  life

cannot be without a measure of darkness,

and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning

if it were not balanced with sadness.

Carl Jung

 

What makes you happy? Please post your thoughts on Twitter or right here at Poemattic.

 

After reading this quote, I thought about the things that make me happy and better still what I can do to be happier. I believe the secret is this: be unafraid of change, savor the moment when big things happen but be the happiest with the small things. Small events happen every second of the day that may bring a smile to your face.

Accept happiness unconditionally. Restore what childhood and youth provided for us which is the ability to see beauty in many things. Most of the time beauty is present in the small things. Happiness will sneak up on us and we must learn to keep it close by.

Thoreau said to “keep pace with the drummer you hear, however measured or far away.” That  drummer announces the happy and the sad and there lies the balance we need. So like the song says, “be happy, don’t worry.” Happiness is never far away.

These are a few of  the things that make me truly happy and not necessarily in the order they are in:

  • waking up to a gorgeous sun rise
  • watching the trees sway
  • a child’s chuckle
  • my grandsons’ smiles
  • my daughter’s eyes when she is happy
  • my son when he calls just to say hello
  • my family
  • my husband’s tender look
  • a field of aromatic lavender
  • sincerity
  • when I observe someone being compassionate
  • a conversation with my best friend
  • knowing I have been helpful to someone
  • cooking for family and friends
  • listening to old records or CDs
  • a crunchy apple
  • a vase full of fresh cut daisies
  • Painting
  • Writing
  • Poetry

 

 

 

Butterflies love lavender