fools of happiness.

slumber, my fingers pull
over mind, a drowning of us,
an open dance, mindlessness evermore;

winter’s wounds deny, disown madness,
it is afar from where we left, grieved,
the salvation into the abyssal tongue
alone, in thalassic sway

whilst we are fools of happiness.

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Written for the dVerse prompt: Write a quadrille (a poem of EXACTLY 44 words, not including the title) AND include the word “happiness”.


63 thoughts on “fools of happiness.

      1. I don’t think so. I think choosing to ignore what makes us unhappy can be damaging–if it is ignoring, suppressing, or denying the existence of the issue and the issue itself that causes unhappiness.

        I think the choice to happiness means recognizing these issues that often lead to unhappiness. I think it’s making a choice in trying to let go and be free in a moment, thus not letting what makes us unhappy plague us in that very moment. If choosing happiness, then it means that while a memory or situation can bother me, I have the power to let it change my perspective or it has the power to change my mood and my feelings.

        I don’t think this is universal, of course. I think it’s rather subjective, since emotions themselves can be fleeting. It’s interesting to think about. 🙂

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      2. If what makes you unhappy is beyond your control, like bush fires, terrorist attacks, exterminations of people and animals, changing perspective doesn’t help. I think an informed, humane person can’t ‘be’ happy amid the misery of others, they can only have brief flashes of happiness. Bringing everything down to the personal level as if that’s all that really matters ignores mass reality. That’s how I see it anyway.

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  1. Poetess of Darkness has found levity and shards of light, peppered through a matrix of malaise, and hard truths. I liked “the salvation into the abyssal tongue alone”.

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  2. Yeah Lucy, ‘the abyssal tongue / alone, in thalassic sway’ is a wondrous image – I picture deep in the ocean of night, down there words, grief, – while here on the surface we find some kind of respite, ephemeral and misguided (maybe). A Koala stamp for this one (that’s an Australian school teacher reference for you 🐨)

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  3. I really like that this poem made me think about how we can “pull” happiness over our minds, like a choice, and I love the word thalassic in here ( you always teach me new words) 🙂 It’s a great image, floating above the pain. I think that is all of us in many ways. At least those of us that feel deeply. Nothing wrong with being happy fools!

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    1. Aww, thank you so much Tricia. I do believe happiness is a choice, and being a happy fool is always a nice thing. Seeing the optimism and letting go oneself, for me, is true happiness.

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  4. I love the dream/Neptunian/illusory imagery here and of course the Greek reference to the sea, which may be oblivion. Such beauty expressed in sadness and loss, the human condition. Well done.

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  5. The happiness is hidden away. I think this happens to fouls of happiness. The way you expressed this condition, that is totally Love 😍

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    1. Thank you so much, Muhammad. I really love your interpretation of my poem here, and I did have some ideas like that in mind while writing. Thank you again for the kindness and feedback. 💕

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