National Poetry Month: Fortune Cookie Poetry 4, “Love Makes the World Shine”

Lol. I’m starting to think these freaking fortune cookies are trying to tell me something. And unfortunately for them, I’m not in the mood to write love poetry.

Still, when I got this one, “Love makes the world shine”, I thought, well hell. Maybe I should try a villanelle. (Yes, I rhyme in my thoughts.)

Villanelles were originally meant to be love songs. The form definitely lends itself to that. So I gave it a try. My original thought was an astronaut floating in space looking down at the bright sparkling lights of the cities and towns with affection. However, my brain immediately asked me why he was out there? And this is what I got.

It’s been a while since I wrote a villanelle, and this one was literally finished about five minutes before I wrote this. Still, it’s not awful.

Enjoy!

Photo and poem copyright 2024 Michelle Garren-Flye
Love Lights Up the World
By Michelle Garren-Flye

Floating in space, feeling fine,
beauty below fills you with pride;
what makes the world shine?

Golden lights that’ll make you pine
for all you’ve ever been denied—
but you’re out in space, feeling fine.

Surely such beauty is benign
and should not be denied.
It’s what makes the world shine.

Mysterious glow sends a sign
that will not ever be denied
even out here in space, feeling fine.

The stars themselves must align
to serve as such a bright guide,
and that’s what makes the world shine.

Escape the tendrils meant to entwine—
be careful you do not collide!
Safe now, floating in space, feeling fine.

You just couldn’t be part of that design
no matter how much you have tried.
Love is what makes the world shine,
but you’re floating in space, feeling fine.

National Poetry Month: Fortune Cookie Poetry 3, “Love Conquers All”

At first I thought I’d have a hard time with this one. And I did, a little. Do I really believe that love conquers all? At least, do I believe that now?

However, this is an appropriate day for me to get this one. Today is the birthday of my first child. He’s 24 today. I love him even more than I did the day he was born, and it’s like that with all my kids. I can have no regrets because I do not regret them.

My love for them has conquered the bitterness of everything else.

Photo and poem copyright 2024 Michelle Garren-Flye
Love Conquers All
By Michelle Garren-Flye

Let go the bitter;
it does you no good in life,
and love conquers all.

Your heart will wither
if you cling to what will die,
but love conquers all.

Turn to what’s better—
see what will help you to fly?
Love will conquer all.

National Poetry Month: Fortune Cookie Poem 2, “Life to you is a Dashing, Bold Adventure”

I have no idea what form this poem is, but I have a feeling I’m not the first to create one like this. It feels a little like Emily Dickinson to me. I used the fortune for the title, but that may change if I ever publish it.

Photo and poem copyright 2024 Michelle Garren-Flye
Life to you is a dashing, bold adventure
By Michelle Garren-Flye

You’re too old for adventure everyday,
so why do you battle pirates in the bath
and sharks in the kitchen sink?
You’re just too old for this kind of play!
Add it up…do the math
then tell me what you think.

It might be too late for you, I guess.
Real love can’t match what’s in your mind—
so for me there is no chance…
But what if I join you on your quest?
Just maybe if I was one of your kind,
in your eyes, my person would enhance.

Who cares if we choose to escape the strife?
After all is said and done, it’s our life.

Happy Thanksgiving…have a fortune cookie?

I’ve picked up an interesting tradition? habit? madness? (You pick)

Every few days I have a fortune cookie. And I either shrug off the fortune inside or spend the next few days pondering it. Yesterday I got a fortune that read “A person who wants to sing will find a song.” (Or something to that effect. I think I lost the fortune…)

That one has stuck with me. Because it’s true, and I have spent far too much time living my life for wishes to think it isn’t. Because I can make as many wishes as I want, but there’s no wish fairy out there fulfilling them. Wishing is, quite simply, a way to focus my intent on something I want.

I want success, so I’m finding ways to make it happen.

I want happiness, so I’m learning to concentrate on the things I have in my life that make me happy. (And deal with the things that don’t without letting them upset my apple cart.)

I want a cherry red Ferrari for free— Okay, maybe not. (Adam Sandler fans will get that one.)

I’m still looking for the song I want to sing. I will have to write it myself, and I know that it won’t be easy, it won’t look exactly like I once pictured, and it won’t be the only thing in my life.

Nobody’s life is filled with one thing. It’s mixed up with the good and the bad, but if I want the good, I can choose it. If I want to be happy, I’ll find that happy in the middle of everything else. I can succeed if I’m willing to put in the work. And for this knowledge, among all the other good things in my life, I am grateful.

Happy Thanksgiving.

A villanelle from Learning Curve. Illustration and poem copyright 2022 Michelle Garren-Flye.