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Published on January 12, 2007 By Buddah Moskowitz In Poetry
Happiness is a short-lived
fancy

chocolate kisses wrapped
in coconut promises

to be savored for a moment
but once savored
is but a memory

I sit in the aftermath
of happiness
alone with my memories
and try to discern
their precise moment
that happiness died

nothing good ever lasts
in its state of placid perfection
for too long

life stumbles in
clumsy and inappropriately
enthusiastic
like foals in a crystal shop

life is messy and loud
and disruptive
and the its happiness is only
temporary

the book tells me
to shoot for Joy
as a framework
for seeing all things
in this world
but that seems
too daunting a task

an impossibly small challenge:
Joy

as I look around this world
scattered with the debris
and remains of all
the happiness that died
and was replaced by everything
that wasn’t happiness
I take stock
and note
that I still have hope

for another taste
coming from
a completely
unexpected
place.

Comments
on Jan 12, 2007
I like it Buddah. I think a restless search for external gratification being replaced by gratitude and inner peace.
on Jan 12, 2007
Dr -

Thanks for the compliment, but I think I was fixating on an Peter Paul's Almond Joy (not the references to chocolate, coconut and Joy). In either case, thanks for reading and your thoughtful comment.

- Moskowitz
on Jan 12, 2007
ahh! clever indeed - I love poetry that hides good treat inside!
on Jan 12, 2007
I guess the thing I was trying to hit on with my Montana Wildhack blog (I was severely inebriated when I wrote it, lol) was Vonnegut's alien's (the Tralfamadorians) strange view of time happening all at once. Thus when they saw a dead body they saw it as that person being at a low quality state at the time and they would focus their view on happier times with the saying "and so it goes."

So why happines may be ephemeral, maybe what we need to do is look at the Big Picture of this thing we call our life.

And...so it goes.

(dammit. I'm stone cold sober and I'm still not making any sense)
on Jan 12, 2007
Sometimes you feel like a nut. Sometimes you don't.

on Jan 13, 2007
I liked it too, Buddah.

I have a big thing for Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, mostly unrequitted these days though.

I'm not familiar with Almond Joy's. They sound very tasty.