Men met me in my many moods

The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary.

Vidal Sassoon
Image by 【中文ID】愚木混株 【ins-ID】cdd20 from Pixabay

many men, met me in my merriment.
smiling, with joy that must be heaven sent.
by the Gods themselves--in a good mood--
that made melancholy begin to brood.

when i felt the joy of being in the now.
i felt deep down i wanted to shout out 'Wow!'.
Wow! how good it feels to be in this mood.
that makes me feel i do not need food--

to eat so long as i can feel the heat.
of the suns rays on my ebony skin.
or the warmth in the body of my kin.
who is to me what toes are to the feet.

men, met me in my many states of mind.
they met me when my joy was on a grind.
and they met me in the bleakest of times.
when my happiness could not move his limbs.

some men did meet me in the early morn.
when my thoughts were still a wee-bit forlorn.
because my melancholy mood was just--
now beginning to show some signs of rust.

when i felt almost as black as the night.
i wanted to gobble up the rest of the light.
so that you no longer see what is right.
in front of you even though it is bright!

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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