Orchestrating Happiness

Have arranged a musical ensemble
to perform for their entertainment
and one guest has already engaged

Now to entertain the children
who bored with the setting up
have gathered to create havoc

Not to mention the cats,
whose presence, unexpected
is threatening my equilibrium

I’m pulling out all the stops here
happiness my number one intent
but the winds have picked up, rain

threatening, and the guests
have wandered inside, away from
the chill and the tents are buckling

and before I can even announce
the days events, the band is leaving
and without a set, it’s a all awash

What ever made me think I could
please them all, control elements
and achieve perfection – hmph!

(For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: happiness. Image my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

41 thoughts on “Orchestrating Happiness”

  1. I get the seriousness of this poem, but honestly, you’ve captured “out of control” in such everyday ways I just had to laugh–the cat and the kids wreaking havoc– Who doesn’t understand that? Super poem!
    -Julie

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  2. So much effort in trying to orchestrate happiness. Your poem really highlights the frustration of this often thankless task. Those on the receiving end usually have no sense of the effort expended by those of us who try so hard. Grrr. And I love your photo – wow!

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  3. This proves some things are out of our control. I can feel every word as that happened to me where I wish could’ve managed well. Thanks for giving the nostalgic moments.

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  4. The frustration in trying-to-please + the evasiveness of in-control – VJ you squeezed a LOT into this one poem that resonates resonates resonates. Especially the children who disrupt for the fun of it! (May they grow up to be poets and artists that disrupt in constructive ways … like this poem.)

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