Riddled with vices
Allowed
Even encouraged
To brandish them with flare
Perhaps that is the delight
The pessimist
Makes the world a happier place
Because she can make mocking music
of its terrors
Brilliance in the dark
Laughter in the silence
Wit redemptive
crowing over chaos
A Phoenix rising
from the ashes
One detail in disaster
laughter
That is courage
The courage to seep
into another’s bloodstream
seethed and tingling
like Champagne
Fee
I find your poem very thought-eliciting, Deborah. I do like the way you express yourself via your verses. Do you mean "champagne" in the last verse or are you referring to the city and/or county of "Champaign?" Thank you once again for provoking thought. Love and peace to you,
Regis