I Find No Joy Poem by Lora Colon

going into March showcase asap/today? bri :)

more favorite lines: ..............................this poem to MyPoemList and maybe MARCH showcase? Was ever a lantern so unsightly! Throwing its rays without any regret; Such indifference causes me agony, ........AND THESE LINES ALSO: Should Angels whisk me to their sacred lair, I'll find no joy unless I find you there........................ a VERY NICE poem indeed! ! ! ! bri :)

obviously, you mean the noun** definition of rue here: You would think they'd find something better to do Than to warble amidst such misery On this Earth, overgrown with weeds and rue! ** noun archaic noun: rue : 1 repentance; regret......................... 'course i rarely speak archaic. (to be continued)

Mr. Johnston writes below, about HIMSELF, of course! : ....no other person can really make me happy! i believe it is certainly good to not DEPEND on others to make oneself happy. the best way to be 'happy' is to find an agreeable doctor who will write prescriptions for whatever 'you' want/'need', quantities unlimited! ! ! hee-hee. OR own an ice cream factory. (to be continued) .....

You know Lora sometimes I feel so grateful that I have had several romantic relationships that failed. It always did seem strange to me that the model so many people live by is of one perfect love that makes us so happy (until it doesn't) with the ideal of romantic love being a love that lasts forever. If that doesn't happen for us then of course life is tragic and perhaps we deserve to be stuck in the miserable lives we find ourselves in. Perhaps an unloving God is punishing us for some silly mistake? But I think, at least in my case, that having several failed relationships, that left me respecting my lost loves still as people, but getting that they were just not people I could stay happily married to, has been a source of spiritual awakening in my life. All but one or two of my exes have remained friends that are still in my life and at least one of their new spouses has become one of my best new friends. I do not claim that there were not periods of self-doubt in my life, of regret, of feeling that I might never find love again, but the truth is that lost love taught me many valuable lessons, not the least of which is that no other person can really make me happy! Happiness and Love too for that matter both seem to be choices that I make, not a reward for having the perfect person in my life? Hmm! Sounds like it might make a good Echo poem doesn't it? I'll let you know if I am able to write it. In the meantime though let me say how grateful I am for your poems that plumb the depth of human emotion, of sadness at least, and that you personally still find the courage to live another day. Long live Lora Colon, poetess!