Tag: joy

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 129

Day 129: “For the People”

Resistance is not about the people in power

It’s about the rest of us

Banding together

Finding common ground

Love

Empathy

Positivity

Joy

You don’t get to say, “I’m not political”

Because to exist as a woman, person of color, member of the LGBTQ+ community, someone who is non-binary

Is political

Not by choice

It just is

So let’s join the walk

Not to make a difference in policy at the highest level

Who knows if they’re even listening?

But to create community

And change minds

‘We the People’ and all

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 127

Day 127: “Stuffed Animals”

“Toy Story”

made me believe in the not-yet-seen

taught me empathy

I thought my stuffed animals were alive

I’d memorize where I left them

Sometimes putting them in crazy positions

Challenging them

To be the same when I returned

I said goodbye to them

Tried to cuddle them all equally

Told them I loved them

I never did catch them moving

Now I know they’re not alive

They can’t move

They don’t speak when I’m not there

But that doesn’t mean they don’t have feelings

So I still say goodbye to them

Try to cuddle them all equally

And tell them I love them

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 118

Day 118: “Ode to the Inventor of the Heating Pad”

I’d like to give the inventor of the heating pad

A gold star

A hug

My sincerest thanks

Your invention keeps me warm

Soothes me

Whisks me off to sleep

Acts as the most comfy bed for my cat

Thank you, thank you, thank you

I’m slightly sweaty

As I’m writing this

But my stomach cramps are gone

And I’m oh so cozy

You’re god’s greatest gift to earth

Although the real gift would be not having cramps at all

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 111

Day 111: “Synchronicity”

I’m sitting on the metro

Doing a crossword

And listening to music

“Your Body” by Night Lunch

I can’t help myself

I tap my foot along to the beat

Something catches my eye

The man to my right is also tapping his foot

Bopping along to some song

I like this synchronous moment

I look around

A man up ahead is

You guessed it

Tapping his foot along to his music too

I sit there enjoying this moment of connection

Not talking

Not even making eye contact

I’m not even sure they know what we all are doing

But I do

And I imagine we’re all listening to the same song

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