Richard Johnson

Rookie (25 October 1978 / Bronx, NY)

Happiness... - Poem by Richard Johnson

What is this thing called Happiness

And why do we search so vehemently for it...

Is it a place comparable with paradise

Is the grass truly greener there

Or is it something tangible

A treasure perhaps

Something you could possess and own

Though laughable it seems

Or is it just another of our 101 fleeting emotions

That plague us in our mortal conscience

Profitting us nothing

As momentary as ectasy

Or is it something deeper

Perchance Happiness is that change

From stable and ongoing termoil

Like rainfall in the Sahara

Or sunshine after a passed huricane

Or for the sake of words, the opposite

When everything thing is going right

That swift and noticable strife

Which helps to make you appreciate life's good

Or even more extreme,

What if Happiness is a person

Here today bringing laughter and sunshine

Gone tomorrow and taking it with them

What if my happiness is you.....

By RICHONE aka L.O.T.C.J.


Comments about Happiness... by Richard Johnson

  • Rookie - 100 Points Reason A. Poteet (2/24/2014 12:10:00 PM)

    I enjoyed your posting here, provokes my thinking. Well-constructed free verse. I would love to receive this as a valentine from my husband. We are to the point after nearly 40 years of marriages of taking them in stride. One day, one of us will go first in all likelihood. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 25, 2014


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