Tag: joy

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 117

Day 117: “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

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 104

Day 104: “The Meaning of Life”

When I was a kid

I had an epiphany

And wrote it on my stick-on chalkboard wallpaper on my bright aqua wall

“Is this what you want your life to mean?”

I had this epiphany while I was watching Grey’s Anatomy

And Dr. Richard Webber was talking

Hell, maybe he even said it

But I just know that it hit me

In a booming voice

If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was God

And I didn’t know better then

So I kinda thought it was

But it hit me because I was watching tv a lot

(Something I love doing)

And laying in bed a lot

(Something else I love doing)

But I wasn’t doing anything else

There was no balance

This came back up for me recently

What do I want my life to mean?

I sure as hell want to be relaxed watching tv

But I also want to follow my passions

Feed my soul

Be aligned with my future

Feel energized

I want balance

I want to grow

I want my life to mean a lot

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 27

Day 27: “Life’s Joys”

One of my favorite things in life

Is the moving sidewalk at the airport

It brings me so much joy

I turn up the music in my headphones

And strut

And jam

It feels like freedom

Tonight, my flight was delayed by 3 hours

So I walked my ass down to the concourse between terminals

To walk the moving sidewalks in a loop

Hopping on

Hopping off

And back on again

This one even has a light show to make it that much more fun

I jammed

And I strutted

And I had the time of my life