Saturday, September 18, 2010

One Single Impression: Joie de vivre [Joy of living]




happy little joey skipped and sang
freely waltzing down the street
sing the tune your father wrote
sing of the apples in the trees
sing of the pickers in the grove

joey's glad it isn't him who climbs
climbs the ladders to the trees
climbs the ladder of success and
escape. escape from the orchards where
both his father and the pickers are enslaved

joey danced on down his way
success is his to keep
though his father wants success and escape
success he has escape he wants
joey has both success and escape
joey is free from apples and the trees

Joie de vivre [Joy of living]
thanks to his father's succes


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Prompt words, Joie de vivre, suggested by Leo at I Rhyme Without Reason
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One Single Impression using "Joie de vivre" as prompt

The sign by the roadside orchard says, "piquer c'est voler," meaning 'bite is stealing.' The red 'dot' in the picture has an apple inside an international circle with a diagonal 'no' line. This all is to say, 'do not eat apples from the trees, it is stealing.'

Picture was taken on Île d'Orléans, QC, Canada (link with map), just north of Quebec City, on the St. Lawrence River.

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17 Comments:

At Sunday, September 19, 2010 12:23:00 AM, Blogger Amity said...

Too good Joey has both the good things in life! all said, the joy of living...:)

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 8:25:00 AM, Blogger Linda Jacobs said...

Joy and Joey, and Joie. Perfect!

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 10:37:00 AM, Blogger anthonynorth said...

Excellently done.

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 11:55:00 AM, Blogger Ramesh Sood said...

Beautiful, poetry this! Loved it.. Joy every where scattered..one can take one's pick..

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 12:10:00 PM, Blogger Harshad mehta said...

Lucky Joey!

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 3:59:00 PM, OpenID ladynimue said...

Interesting treatment !!! :) enjoyed it !

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 5:20:00 PM, Blogger ρομπερτ said...

Years since last I saw apple trees on me own. Thank you for this great piece of memory. Please have a good new week.

daily athens

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 6:10:00 PM, Blogger Sweetest in the Gale said...

Delightful, as always...lovely poem! And I appreciate your supportive words on my blog regarding my empty nest situation. Your words truly helped...thank you!

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 7:04:00 PM, Blogger gautami tripathy said...

As Linda said, I loved all the joys!

about fish, chips, nothing much else

And do get aboard the Poetry Train every Monday mornings and thereafter!

 
At Sunday, September 19, 2010 8:11:00 PM, Blogger Rebecca said...

But will he have success. And does he need it. Oh now I will contemplate the meaning of life all night. ;)

 
At Monday, September 20, 2010 10:15:00 AM, OpenID oliviasmindlymatters said...

very rhythmic.. took me back to "Happy Little Rain Drops"- A poem I studied when was in 1st grade...
:D

Happy Week :)

 
At Monday, September 20, 2010 12:04:00 PM, Blogger Leo said...

lovely verse here, Jim :) perfect.. Joie de Vivre! :D

Joie de Vivre

 
At Wednesday, September 22, 2010 8:44:00 AM, Blogger Patti said...

That is good- thought provoking as well. In Michigan where we go are the tons of migrant workers- traveling around the country with seasonal work- hard life. I love the idea of the "singing a tune your father wrote" There is such success in seeing your child have a much better life than you did. Have a good week!

 
At Wednesday, September 22, 2010 1:11:00 PM, Blogger Sandra.if said...

well said...!!

 
At Friday, September 24, 2010 1:15:00 AM, Anonymous ms pie said...

a lot sed there... tho how many fathers have built a legacy working hard only to have their children turn away or burn it to the ground... just a thought... not much joy in that... there's something to be sed tho abt moving on inamorata

 
At Friday, September 24, 2010 9:51:00 AM, Blogger Cassiopeia Rises said...

Love your poem my friend. I found the the prompt very hard to write about. You have done very well.


Melanie

 
At Saturday, September 25, 2010 4:34:00 AM, Blogger Nessa said...

I like that you used the name Joey which points you back to Joie.

 

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