"If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time." - Edith Wharton
Inspired by a discussion with brods Jess Gopez and Nelson Reyes on happiness and sadness.
Suddenly, pangs of loneliness crep… As he sat at a corner table all al… Months since any of his friends, h… Nor has he spoken to anyone on the… Unanswered, his calls have been
Every breath I take, I whisper yo… Every waking moment, lights up a f… Deep inside my heart Even when we’re apart An emotion; a raging fire I canno…
He’s quite hard-headed Difficult and obstinate Jonah was his name He tried to run from the Lord But by a whale he’s swallowed
A Limerick Just for Laughs There once was a man from the sani… Who swore he’d escape through the… He swam with the fish Made a bold final wish
A raven cawed Fear struck my heart Chills quickly engulfed me All so unexplainably It seems so odd
We said our goodbyes Tight hugs and vacuum kisses While she slept soundly We had a great time For us to see her again
Traces of ourselves Always we leave them behind Often out of mind Yes, whatev’r we do or say Touches others in some way
Alas! Tis sunset The end of the fleeting day Sky’s a darker gray Happy moments didn’t last The minutes flew by so fast
center thoughts he expressed not in four words, but two he eats just once a day so, he’d cook just once too
nestled in my folds a serpent sleeps, coiled in fate waiting for her touch sweet figs mask the whispered deat… gold and venom, silken breath
Balcony, he sat in early morning The waves on the starboard he’s be… The gray ocean, choppy, looks forb… And the next few hours may be daun… For nimbus clouds towards the ship…
The soothing warmth of sunrise Hazy glare from the window When sleepy eyes we open Primed ready for today’s show Cornucopia of blessings
Not a Sonnet I was alone in the house, Saturda… About to nap; opted instead to be… The theme or the story? That I kn… A tragic tale; or newlyweds on a h…
It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim
There’s a billion and a half reaso… I stand in line, hoping for a wind… So that I’ll relish the rest of m… Aaaah! The magical power of the b… F Aparici 01/13/2016