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Prescribing Joy: Wild Is The Wind (2)

Anthony (And now and then an elephant all in white.) is my husband. He’s infuriating and delightful. I love him, else I wouldn’t have married him … even though he was on Survivor (gag!) and marrying him involved marriage (gag!, or so I thought, until I married him).

prescribing joy

Wild Is The Wind (2)

We all spend so much time
trying to find happiness in the world
that we are blinded to it
sitting there
like so much dross on a dusty shelf,
when there is gold to be found
in the everyday,
in the mundane,
in life:

The smell of fresh cut grass on a summer day
The smell of the dust, just as it starts to rain;
The laughter brought on a truly terrible,
ill timed fart;

The satisfaction of rescuing
that one piece of meat that’s
been stuck between two back molars
for the better part of the day,
after Sunday Brunch,
having only used the dexterity of your tongue,
and creative suction;

Home improvement shows;

Finishing the final brush stroke,
on a set of miniature fantasy soldiers
just as the movie you had playing in the background
resolves its audible crisis, rolls credits,
and plays music to exit a theater by;

Your dog coming over to you,
unbidden
on your lowest day,
and putting his head on your knee;

A kiss on your cheek in the middle of the night
from your love,
followed by a half murmured comment to
someone in a dream,
followed by stolen covers and soft snores;

A half naked child waking you up at 3:41 am
on a Tuesday morning,
to find solace in the warmth
that is buried somewhere
deep within the cavity of your nose–
so deep that only a child’s foot can free it;

Twenty-Five undisturbed minutes in the bathroom;

Handwritten correspondence in the mail,
your name scrawled across the front;
Clearing off a long littered desk;
A good cup of coffee;

Driving home in loud silence
after an overwhelmingly
Not Quiet day;

An Ice cold glass of water on a fall morning;

The moment of removing
sock, then shoe,
sock, then shoe,
and then flexing your feet;

Putting on a clean pair of jeans
that you’ve not worn for weeks,
putting your hand in the pocket
and finding a five dollar bill;

Hugs, and smiles, and laughs,
and memories of baby teeth;
tiny toes on children;

Music, played too loud,
from car speakers,
with the windows rolled up,
so no one hears your singing along badly to
Counting Crows,
Tony! Toni! Tone!
The Clash
L.L. Cool J
La Traviata;

Going to bed tired,
laying your head down on a cool pillow
and letting sleep devour you,
one molecule at a time,
only to have that one moment,
that singularity
of knowing the answer is–

Crying, sometimes;
Laughter;
Stillness;

Sitting on the porch,
on any given afternoon,
watching people going about their day,
their ordinary day.

Eyes looking at you with love;
and watching them close,
and flutter to sleep;

So many little things,
lying around our world
like so many wild horses
waiting to carry us off,
(holding on for dear life,)
cackling like school children
overflowing with tiny
triumphant
joy.

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  1. October 7, 2016 at 5:41 am

    Happieness comes in milliseconds, it doesn’t wear a top hat blow whistles and shout look at me. Happieness is… your poem for one

    • October 7, 2016 at 7:07 am

      Thank you! You find the joy where you can, ya know?

      • October 7, 2016 at 7:41 am

        Recognising the joy you have… your glass half full helps. 😇

  2. October 7, 2016 at 7:54 am

    Hold tight to one another – and grab every second of joy. As I found out recently, it can all change in a second. I am struggling to see the beauty, to feel the joy…I know it is there, but the tears have blinded me. I pray you have many, many, many years of simple, beautiful moments like these, and a love that never ends.

  3. October 7, 2016 at 9:37 am

    Lovely, lovely reminder which I really needed today. Thanks 🙂

    • October 17, 2016 at 1:08 pm

      I’m glad that my words (and Deb’s prompting) could give you a boost. Cheers!

  4. October 9, 2016 at 5:21 pm

    Adorable 🙂

  5. October 10, 2016 at 9:42 am

    It is true, happiness is in the way WE look at things. It’s about being able to enjoy every little thing happening around us that makes one feel good, taKing carevof the small details

    • October 17, 2016 at 1:11 pm

      Indeed, what we bring to the table helps us to find the joy–though sometimes it’s hard to see it when we’re in the moment; often we see it, know it after the fact.

      If you ever get a chance, watch 2013’s “About Time.” The hero comes to figure out the truth that there are moments worth living through, good and bad, and all of them…create something to find love in.

  6. October 12, 2016 at 9:35 pm

    It’s been a long december and there’s reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last…
    Or maybe next year will be
    Or the one that follows
    Though, if you would excuse me I need to remove a child’s foot from my … some other warm part of my body. It’s like 5 tiny little icicles stabbing through me!!
    The pain. The joy.
    The wonder of it all.
    The never ending adventure and isn’t it exciting because who knows how it’s going to end. It’s a mystery. It’s amazing. It’s perfect.

    • October 17, 2016 at 1:11 pm

      Ain’t it grand, though? 🙂

      • October 17, 2016 at 9:41 pm

        Grand, yes, I suppose if you want to be all optimistic about it. Like we have any choice but to be optimistic about it all in the hopes we can retain our last fingerhold on our sanity. Though, perhaps that is being a bit dramatic… I’m not sure anymore. I’d like to book passage in the sleeper car. When will that train be coming through again? For the sleeping. I should be sleeping now, and yet I’m not. I regret nothing. Well, nothing tonight anyway. I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten what we were talking about… Shall I pour us another cup of coffee or three?

  7. October 13, 2016 at 8:44 am

    Beautiful. 🙂

  8. October 15, 2016 at 5:59 am

    Hi there what a lovely post to read 🙂 happiness can be found in so many ways but my family are also a huge source of mine.

  9. October 20, 2016 at 3:09 pm

    Absolutely beautiful! Your man sure knows how to capture life in all its insane brilliance.

  1. October 10, 2016 at 9:21 am

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