Treasure Island

Paula M. Puddephatt


High on Life


when skies shine like topaz
and there's blossom on the trees
and a slight breeze
and you're watching some magpies take flight

when the world is so vibrant
and your heart is so light
and just for a moment
you're feeling all right

people might believe
you need alcohol
or drugs
or religion
or to fall
insanely in love
with somebody

but no other 'high' can match
simply
high on life
in those moments
sweet and brief
pure and innocent
no-one's mind games can
touch you
no-one has the power
to break or destroy you

you just want to bottle
the feeling
but you can't
and it's so sad
because it won't last
and you know
it won't last
it can't last

Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2014

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