Happy and Joyous

How do I capture something
So beautiful and wondrous
As the experience of joy
And happiness?

Why is it so much easier
To write about pain and grief
Or emotional turmoil
Or even relief?

But happy and wondrous
Seem to pass without mention
I wonder if it’s because there’s no
Need to relieve tension?

Take today for example
When the sky was such a
Deep and flawless blue which was
Echoed by the sea

It seems the words just
Don’t do justice to the
Incandescent beauty of the scene
So why bother?

But then a friend reminded me
How the happy and joyous
Pass us by without the
Slightest of mentions

So here is my pledge
For all the world to see
That at least once a month
The words will be joyous and happy

Face Down

Sitting on the edge of a cliff
Wondering if I should jump
But Billy’s singing “My Life”
And I want to hear that song
The ocean below’s blue and deep
Waves crash with a passion
I wish I truly felt
Goose bumps respond to the chill
As the sun hides its face
In the greyness above
For now I will sit and think
And maybe write a while
Face down the temptation
To escape into oblivion
And be free of all this Hell

Blockage

There’s a concrete wall
About halfway up my chest
Below it sits all
The words that don’t want to rest
They’re backing right up
Causing a major blockage
From “I want a pup”
To “my body is wreckage”
Words stagnate behind
That reinforced concrete wall