Regular Poem: Gladness

29 Apr

I’ve been trying
to smile more,
to find–or to recognize–
those small simple things
that elicit positive responses:
silly birds, beautiful architecture,
lovely singing voices, exuberant dog kisses.

I spend my days
forsaking anger–
or trying
to replace it with gladness.

It’s a superficial gladness
sometimes, but obedience
is a chore–
like laundry, one must
keep up on it
or just piles and piles
of soiled linens
clutter the entire house,
choking and stinking.

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One Response to “Regular Poem: Gladness”

  1. thelastthingido1 20 May 2015 at 8:25 AM #

    Good observation on the overlooked struggle that a lot of people have, that loss of easy childlike happiness that we remember, but it’s hard to reach. I believe I remember a previous poem you wrote that had the a similar observation. Both are very good 🙂

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