Oct 06 2008
Joy
The missing piece to
the puzzle
The words I needed
to complete the thought
The sunshine that was
just behind the clouds
The photograph I
never framed but always
Kept
The rose petals that
lead to my door
copyright 2008
5 responses so far
Love when “Sarah, smiles . . .”
~m
sarah smiling….
sarah
aww!! sarah.
I loved the title, Its funny what we read istantly and think we’ve read something when we haven’t.
I read this feeling in your poem and I love the title but the title in my head which I thought I read wasn’t ‘Joy’ It was ‘The missing piece’ I thought your first line was the title and I was going to comment on that but its not your title.
Shucks !! Hehe!!
I loved the first line and really loved Joy really do love joy.
Thank you for your Joy in poems and for all your first lines for that matter. Smiling. My poem is under a post called Recovery again - withdrawel. Its a pretty heavy story but it lovely to. Its on my first page on my blog.
Love
Di
The pictures is amazing. I really do love that picture.
well di perhaps you picked up on my thoughts - i did consider naming it that but felt joy was more what i wanted to say. i will have to find that poem - perhaps i am passing right by it without realizing it. thanks as always, for reading, di.
love
sarah
or the last page which ever way you look at it. My poem is on my my recent page not my first page. Hehe!!
no worries dear, i’ll find it.
love
sarah
may peace and love reside in your heart and in your home
it is ever so good to see you write of joy
ozy,
i wish the very same things for you and thank you so much in sharing in my joy.
sarah
Romantic, enigmatic, you feel a urge to caress the thoughts behind but then again, your words are assuring in themselves that the realization will dawn without warning…peace at last in the troublesome world of melancholy despite having it all. Mesmerizing, Sarah.
hi tom,
i’m always delighted when i see your name in the comments box. thank you for seeing what lies behind the words - yes, peace at last.
sarah