! ! A Happy Person Poem by Bob Blackwell

! ! A Happy Person

Rating: 3.7


Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
happiness and joy.

The winds of sorrow,
and displeasure have
left their mark on
my furrowed brow, but
my sparkling crows feet,
eyes, are happy lines.

Although
the sad waters have left
their lines of memory,
there are no tears
for past events to fill up
dry lakes of discontent,
and my now happy smile,
helps smooth the waters of
my still much wrinkled face.

Flowers of hope have opened,
blossoms of bliss bloomed,
and seas of tranquillity and
peace now fill my soul and
my heart is filled with love.

All thoughts of past and future
displaced through practice,
meditation, quietness, being
still; these daily moments of
calm, bring a realisation that
to be happy I must only
live now, in present moment,
for as each moment dies,
for me, a new one is born.


30-07-2008

Inspired by a poem sent to me by that lovely poet Mamta Agarwal, thank you Mamtaji

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Harris 06 August 2009

Bob, I hope those blossoms of bliss keep blooming for a long time come my friend. An awesome poem. Top marks and thank for sharing it dear friend. David

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 07 August 2009

lovely bob...tells a lot could read betweem words...a wonderful poem...i take it into my favs

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Andrew Blakemore 08 August 2009

A really beautiful poem Bob, outstanding use of metaphor, just brilliant. Best wishes, Andrew

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Vandavasu Vittal 11 August 2009

Fine elegant poetry you have got over there but sometimes I think each moment fading away let it be joy or woe but woe remains the most profound one in our memory do you agree?

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Subroto Chatterjee 14 August 2009

I find it more challenging to live WITH happiness....once you find it ofcourse...But who's going to give it to you? Its about something we play hide and seek with.... Oh, we do love games.....! ! Cheers. Subroto

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Nalini Hebbar 14 October 2009

in present moment, for as each moment dies, for me, a new one is born....i love these lines...kind of echoes in my poems too...i do hope they still do when my brows are as furrowed as yours.

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Henry Brown 10 October 2009

A 10++++ Bob Well done

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Pregnant with profoundity from the sperm of simplicty.

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Aziz Alkaabi 24 September 2009

There is some metaphoric complexity, here, there are no tears for past events to fill up dry lakes of discontent, and my now happy smile, helps smooth the waters of my still much wrinkled face. And some enchanting conclusion; Flowers of hope have opened, blossoms of bliss bloomed, and seas of tranquillity and peace now fill my soul and my heart is filled with love. All thoughts of past and future visit me again as I read this beautiful poem'

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Rachel Butler 22 September 2009

bring a realisation that to be happy I must only live now, in present moment, Rachel Ann Butler

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