Life is an atrocity
We are angry we are shocked
Life is graceful
We sing so silly
We write so weird
Whenever we pleasure
To make a beautiful thing
Out of something sinister
We cling to it with desperate hands
But with no meat on our bones
It slips through
Our skeleton fingers.
The moon dangles low in the sky
Pendulous and swollen with yin
She pours yellow light over the people
Blessing them, affecting them
The night is pregnant with her influence
I am unsettled yet productive
The cat, especially susceptible, is yowling
And by the time I get to bed
Which I have cleaned obsessively
I have three perfect scratches on my breast
From tangling with his derangement.
The night is full
The moon is young
Tomorrow is Friday
And what will the people do
Under the powerful influence
Of such a moon?
Will they drink their sad
Will they fight their anger
Will they see their fear
Will they fall in love.
The stars have joined her company.
Orion draws his bow
The Pleiades cluster shyly behind him
And the moon loves them all
She loves night best
But vacates her seat from time to time
Stepping into day, disregarding order.
She had tea with the sun just yesterday
A nudge to remind him there are other, subtler gods.
Tonight she glows with his bright memory.
A hot mug on a cold day
Someone kind to sit with
A comfortable cat on your lap
The ability to make your own choices
His profile when he’s driving
The first bite of a cheeseburger.
Happiness is when things rebalance
Delay and satisfaction
Cold and warm
Hunger and satiation.
Happiness is to be present
Fully aware of reality
And nothing else.
No past, no future, no illusions.
Happiness is watching your socks while waiting for the microwave
A furry blanket
The unique way she tells stories
Happiness is feeling safe during the rain
Looking for the most perfect flower in the yard
A story like music
Music like a story
A color that glows
The smell of freshly baked bread
Clean hair after a shower
His fingers intertwined with yours
When the movie theatre darkens
and the score thrums alive.
Happiness chooses a moment
holds it softly in her warm hands
until everything pauses.