Today I read a fantastic blog post written by Jama Rattigan for Poetry Friday. Jama ended her post with a question based on the poem, "Happiness" by Stuart A. Paterson.
What does your Museum of Happiness look like?
What an exciting query to ponder. I know that happiness exists in different stages of my life but have I paused to shine the light on it? Where does it exist? I love to visit museums but would mine be filled with artifacts of life that others would be interested in viewing? Questions and thoughts fill my head at the beginning of this day. I need time to reflect on Paterson's poem.
Invitation
come, visit my
museum of happiness.
the show starts now.
in boxes, in an attic
memories spill out-
artifacts of time-gone-by
found and resurrected,
Wait, for the pitch, "just be".
Wait at the roaring ocean,
at galleries of artistic expressions
lining walls of internet space.
a new show opens.
in these sacred places,
silence brings peace.
writing flows freely.
take a ticket, find a seat.
share the experience.
happiness awaits
as the pen flows
a state of mind grows
a slice of life penned,
new poems ascend.
©CVarsalona, 2023, draft
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Day 12