The undulating whims of
existence,
Seek to twist and turn one’s
mood.
Frailties grind and nag at
quietness,
Headaches bang with their endurance.
Sounds like to draw faint
susceptibilities,
Cornering and cowering in the
darkness.
Snivelling and poking
sticks in jerky jest,
Plausibility edges towards
investigation.
Explanations shift in an amoebic
fashion,
Determining touches of
sheer magic at times.
Opinions concentrate minds
of scented truth,
Alternatives tweak
acceptability and popularity.
T’is surely most imperative
in this only crazy life,
That one should always seek
to indulge in happiness.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 19/11/2014
Poets United Mid-Week Prompt: ‘’Health.’…
So many details conspire to make us happy and therefore healthy. It's hard to resist. "sheer magic at times."
ReplyDeleteseeking happiness can sometimes be scary too if we are experiencing lots of issues - say health issues. but if we never stop, we can achieve it. lovely read.
ReplyDeleteaha...i like the last two lines..
ReplyDeletealways seek to indulge in happiness... a gem among many others in your poem.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely, we must "indulge in happiness" at every possiblle moment!
ReplyDeleteHappiness is great, after all laughter is the best medicine.
ReplyDeleteHappiness - different for everyone, the key - to find your own...
ReplyDeleteLife is too short not to indulge in happiness every chance we get :)
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