Tag: happiness

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 122

Day 122: “12 to 12”

I credit a lot of my newfound energy

To “12 to 12” by sombr

When I put it on,

I can’t help but wake up

I somehow become someone who likes doing the dishes

I dance around and groove

I can’t help myself

I think I’ll play it now

It’s 12 to 12 somewhere

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 114

Day 114: “Dream Home”

We wake up

The sun shines effortlessly through our large bay windows

Overlooking the pond

Our room is big enough for us

And our king-size bed

And a reading nook by the window

I walk into the closet for my soft, fuzzy robe

And take the stairs down to the kitchen

Light, bright

Black and white and gold accents everywhere

Modern, effortless, but cozy

Makes me feel rich

Matching, beautiful appliances

Trees changing colors outside,

Visible through the windows

I take my coffee in the sun room

I read

Rest

Write

Enjoy life

The space is ours

And our cat’s

It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 106

Day 106: “Snow Falling”

Snow falling

Stops time

Makes everything beautiful

Gives me butterflies

Giddy

Fluttering butterflies

It brings me back to being a kid

Seeing my school district flash by on the news

No school!

Watching the snow fall

Blanketing the world

Taking sheet pans out to the driveway

Using them as makeshift sleds

Building an igloo in the plowed snow on the side of the road

Now I sit

Watching the snow fall

Feeling like a little kid

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 102

Day 102: “Manifesting Snow”

I used to sleep with a spoon under my pillow

To make it snow

That might sound crazy

But I read online that it would work

And I really didn’t want school the next day

Snow is magical

Watching the school districts scroll by on the TV

Sparta

Spokane

Strafford

Always the smaller districts close first

The hours tick by and I really should be in bed if there’s gonna be school tomorrow

So I take a spoon

And I think it had to be cold

So I put it in the freezer for a bit

Take it out

And put it under my pillow

I check the listings one more time

Still nothing

Then go to bed hoping, praying

I wake up late

Check the time

I’m gonna be late!

When my mom hears me up,

she comes in to tell me that she let me sleep in

because school is cancelled!

I rush out my door to peek out the back doors

There’s a blanket of snow covering everything,

And it’s still coming down

I jump and scream and laugh and smile

I love snow

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 100

Day 100: “100”

Today I hit a milestone

I’ve been reaching for

100 days of poems

Not consecutively, but that wasn’t my goal

My goal was to not get stuck in the black and white

The 0 to 100

The writing out of obligation

I wanted to write when I felt inspired

When I wanted to

Not because I had to to meet a quota

In that time

Those 100 days

I’m at a place now where I want to try to write daily

Not obligated to

But I want to try new things

I want to write about feelings

And situations

And songs

And movies

And my passions

It’s fun

I feel proud

Brave

Strong

Aligned

Loud

Excited

Cheers to 100 poems

And whatever the future holds

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 98

Day 98: “Painting”

Sometimes I think I could be a painter

I like to wet my brush

And see what I can create

I always start from something else

Usually an Albert Marquet painting

I like the nature

Mixed with European architecture

I see how well I can mimic

I take creative liberties

Usually on the colors

And dumbing down the design a bit

To something more in my wheelhouse

I have a lot of fun

And am almost always proud of the finished product

Even if my paintings look best when you’re standing far away

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 81

Day 81: “Bottle It Up!”

I’d like to bottle up pure joy

And keep it for a rainy day

Something to wash over me

And make everything okay

I feel it sometimes

When I’m purely in the present

It’s hard to remember

When I’m lost in my head

I’ll say it now

So maybe I’ll remember

I can make my joy

I can bring me peace

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 40

Day 40: “Feelings of Happiness”

The fall feels like Christmas to me

which feels like happiness

so does watching “You’ve Got Mail” any time but especially at Christmastime

and so does watching “Practical Magic” in October

and “One Tree Hill” and “Gilmore Girls” in September through early December

New York City when I was younger felt like taking a full breath

and strutting down the street

in a rom com

after you met the love of your life

now, it still feels that way but less naive

like the end of “How to Be Single” when she tells the taxi driver she wants to go home and he says, “I don’t know where you live, lady!”

Reading on a rainy day

listening to the thunder and seeing the lightning

feels like summer growing up

and like watching “Twilight”

and like reading “The Hunger Games” for the first time

and then watching it for the first time in theaters

jumping when the mutts chased Katniss and Peeta through the arena toward the cornucopia

A sunny morning walk

feels like Sunday

making pancakes

and cuddling

a trip to a coffee shop

walking by a park filled with dogs

like listening to “Banana Pancakes” by Jack Johnson

and “A Sunday Kind of Love” by Etta James

and “Sunday Morning” by Maroon 5

Watching snow fall

feels like being a child again

beautiful

peaceful

like listening to “Don’t Know Why” by Norah Jones

like I’ll get to miss school tomorrow

Those are all things that make me

unbelievably

and irrevocably

happy

I love that feeling

I wish it was the fall

Don’t you just love New York in the fall?