Joy

Thinking of the light and bright feeling of joy, and the effect created from over-exposure for “hope,” I tried something completely new today. Usually when I create bokeh images in the mirrorworld, I shut off all of the lights except for the string lights, and close the door to make it dark. Today, I left the door open, opened all the curtains, and added two lamps with full-spectrum daylight bulbs. The process felt less magical in the light of day, but I found joy in the results.

The Prompts

NaPoWriMo

Today’s prompt is to write a poem about a very small thing.

Poem A Day

Today’s Two-for-Tuesday prompts:

1. Write a Counting poem, and/or…
2. Write a Not Counting poem.

The Poem

Countdown to Joy

All those dancing electrons–
electrons sparking, sparking
eight to each atom
of oxygen I breathe
–excite neurons firing, firing
eighty-six billion neurons
in this bundled brain
igniting the peripheral nervous system
forty-three pairs of nerves,
that’s eighty-six nerves connecting
connecting to my limbs and organs
unprotected and exposed
to toxins and injury
controlling the muscles
triggering the ten muscles
tugging at my lips
relaxing and contracting
into a smile