A postcard from Happiness
The sunflower wished to share his seeds with everyone
As he lovingly tracked the sun
But they kept him in a cardboard box
All wilted
And the fire inside him never shone
This tragedy brings tears to the free
For they know what he misses
And what the perpetrator has done
And how petals unfolded bring beauty
But this heartfelt core is shunned
What an offering for the world
A scattering for all fertile soils
A potential in every single one
Its as shame there isn’t more
So many Locked down by pocessive hands
Not willing to share
All the boxes that contain us
We wish we could shed
Everyone has the potential to be happy
To find spring in step where lead were legs
If we can just break free from it all
The grey Monday chores and the dregs
For one second may it all stop
And we tap each other on the shoulder
And say ‘look’
As we pause upon the spring
Very simple things unfolding around us
Somebody warm is coming
Buds are bursting from minus ten last month
Would the winter ever end?, but it does
The world gets faster and it shoves
The unnecessary consumer things
Makes a mockery of what is inside
Something very simple is within us all
Its called happiness
I know its there ive touched it.
I’m going to put on a sunflower hat and spread it
And bless every one of you
And if you have troubles
I shall show you how to kick them
And let the sunflower free
I’m sure the solution is locked inside
Even prisoners find a way
A massive hillside of swaying sunflowers
Magnificent!, stupendous!
We are going to be gargantuan together
Which way is Eden!, which way utopia
Timbukto Nova Scotia
What an awesome sight of the smiling, and not a chemical in sight
Every single one of us smiling
Kicking the boxes down the hillside
Swigging on alcoholic miracle grow
All our troubles in those boxes
Kicking them down the hillside
Manic sunflowers
Insane on happiness
clarissa mckone
Tue 31st Aug 2010 01:55
great poem