Had a special moment with my bride where we experienced a concrete visualization of our goals. Less beautiful was the place than the moment with my favorite person in the world.
Paradise Found
Tag Archives: Joy
Day 87: Married Thrice
I had tea the other day with a man who told me he’d been married three times. He said this in jest, and clarified that he meant that his wife had grown as a person and a woman throughout their marriage and how fortunate he was to have been a part of her journey and to share his life with her. I thought it was a beautiful sentiment and so we have today’s poem.
Married Thrice
Day 84: Happy Roach
Sat down to do today’s poem, started thinking about the art of animation and all of the different art forms and decisions that go into creating one of those storytelling masterpieces.
Then the largest, happiest cockroach in all of Texas scurried up out of nowhere to the top of my (mercifully empty) travel mug. Any chance of writing about something else went out the window when I squished the happy invader, who was so big and plump his guts soaked through two layers of paper towel.
I’m going to go be sick now.
Day 82: A Life
Today we celebrated my grandmother’s 90th birthday with friends and family, food and memories. This poem was inspired by this celebration of her life.
A Life
Day 81: A Simple Game
There’s an empty set of lots across from where I live. They’re my dog’s favorite place to play. Unfortunately they’ve been so overgrown lately we haven’t been able to use them. They were mowed yesterday and we were able to have a great game of fetch and I saw the face of unmitigated happiness. I’m firmly of the opinion that dogs are evidence of the divine.
(Note, the picture with this post is not my own puppy)
A Simple Game
Day 79: Joy is a State
Today’s poem was inspired by “Rotunda” written by Houston poet Mark Jodon, author of “Day of the Speckled Trout” and “What the Raven Wants.” It was published in San Antonio Express-News and shared with me by my mother. If you have not had the privilege of reading Mr. Jodon’s work, I highly encourage you to do so.
In reading “Rotunda,” I noticed that in contrast to Jodon’s style here, I tend to almost always fill up the available space to me with words. Here’s an attempt at brevity.
Joy is a State
Day 72: Emotion Engine
Sometimes we get down. Not in the fun way. Sometimes we start out strong, a few things don’t go our way, and we crash.
My bride reminded me of a secret I learned a little while ago–that smiling tricks the body, the voice, and the mind. By projecting happiness into the world, we take it back in. Our spirits are fascinating engines capable of producing our own fuel.
Emotion Engine
Day 71: Misty Morning Road
Confession. These last few weeks have been a little tough. I keep getting sick and I’ve been bouncing back and forth between Computer Purgatory and Computer Hell. It’s had me down and I steadily slipped away from the good habits and routines I set forth to establish for this new year and new life. Today I got up early and set myself back onto that path of self betterment.
The sea fog is back in town full force today after our first glimpse of sunshine in weeks. It, the drive to work, and my return to the positive systems that have brought me this far inspired today’s poem.
Misty Morning Road
Day 70: This Is My Prayer
Day 68: Stork and Branch
Saw this today and thought of hope.
Stork and Branch
The Everyday Poet 