Fortune Cookie: A merry heart does good like a medicine.
She said, don't give me a thousand silver keys
Nor sky tangled in red silk threads
All she ask is a single pale rose at dawn
& she'll dance until sun is a twilight of cinnamon-orange hues
She said, don't carve me an ivory vase
Nor a jade bracelet with golden case
All she ask is for a sturdy & steady boat
Filled with salty harvest of sea & shores
I bring her a tang of warm wind & sugary aroma
of freshly made bread & blueberry pies
with buckets of belly laughter, dash of humor & care
She said, my heart is merry, thumping with cymbals
Look at all my good fortunes-
I say, Maybe you will live up to 100!
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Poetics hosted by Kanzensakura ~ Gong Xi Fa Cai or Gong Hey Fat Choy – Happy New Year in Mandarin and Cantonese!!!
Beautiful.... both in words and image :D
ReplyDeleteAll one needs sometimes is sturdy boat, may need a pick me up to make it to 100 though haha
ReplyDeleteYou really caught the essence of the prompt in this, Gayle. I love this line:
ReplyDeleteshe'll dance until sun is a twilight of cinnamon-orange hues
Ooops...Grace.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it is the simple things that bring happiness! The single pale rose rather than the jade bracelet! I like the conclusion. I think fortune is in the eyes of an individual rather than monetary value. Wise words, Grace.
ReplyDeleteLovely, lithe & sweet, this piece made my heart skip a beat. The first tw lines (stanza) is killer.
ReplyDeleteI love your opening two lines especially, Grace!
ReplyDeleteOh, my. The tastes, the scents, the colors. I held this on my tongue for a long time, Grace. And am blessed for it.
ReplyDelete"Look at all my good fortunes" - the secret of her happy heart - gratitude. I love this, Grace.Beautiful imagery....
ReplyDeleteThese two couplets were so indicative of her simple desires for happiness:
ReplyDeleteI bring her a tang of warm wind & sugary aroma
of freshly made bread & blueberry pies
with buckets of belly laughter, dash of humor & care
She said, my heart is merry, thumping with cymbals
Lovely, Grace.
oh hoe joyous this is!
ReplyDeleteAgree with Sherry...to recognize one's good fortune and be grateful is the trick perhaps to happiness!
ReplyDeleteI too love the two couplets that Gayle points out - it's a poem exhuding good humour, simplicity, warmth!
ReplyDeleteIf a merry heart dies god like medicine, then indeed she very well might live to 100! A very joyful piece!
ReplyDeleteBuckets of belly laughter oh yes!
ReplyDeleteAll she ask is for a sturdy & steady boat
ReplyDeleteFilled with salty harvest of sea & shores
The hopeful desire in one's life can turn out to be an interesting episode when it turns out to be true. But one needs to keep asking and it has a way of becoming true
Hank
"she'll dance until sun is a twilight of cinnamon-orange hues" and a "salty harvest of sea and shores"....just two of my favorite lines here. I can see and smell your words! Actually, you were a mover of words here while using the merry heart fortune slip!
ReplyDeleteVivid words brought some images to my mind. I really enjoyed this and need to visit more often!
ReplyDeleteThis is so sunny and made my heart feel light!
ReplyDeleteLovely Grace !! Love it!!
ReplyDeletexoxoxoxo
Yes.. all that good laughter is what make all the difference... no treasures can outshine the belly laughter and the joy of simple care... lovely lines.
ReplyDeleteMerry heARts
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A tasty recipe!
ReplyDeleteThis is a treat to read - a jolly celebration of life's true good fortune.
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