Get Happy

Poem: Get Happy

Get close
I need a daily dose
Once every other blue moon is what it’s looking like to me
By your side every day is what it really needs to be
So do yourself a favour

Get happy

and say yes when I ask you to…marry me.

 

 

 

Review: Get Happy

Nice. A pleasant sounding title of the poem. Who doesn’t want to get happy eh? I am about to find out how the poet does just that and how he or she heads towards obtaining happiness.

I read on and to me it sounds like an order, an instruction. Where is this heading I wonder? There’s a desire that the poet needs to have this other person in their lives more frequently.  A blue moon is not about its colour or an emotional state. We’ve all felt a bit sad, a bit ‘blue’ at some point in all our lives. That’s the nature of ‘life’ and with what it presents to us (many other stories for many other times).  The rocky sphere up there in the sky that is the moon, appears in its fully lit magnificence usually once a month. Sometimes it happens twice a month. Wow! You might be thinking?  Or you shrug your shoulders and had never thought of it. It’s actually a very rare occurrence and happens every two or three years. (yes, I’ve asked AI with help on that bit of scientific info as I didn’t fancy hanging around and having a kip in my garden at the end of the first full moon and counting down the minutes before the emergence of the next one. What a faff!)

 

In this instance the blue moon of the poem is the well-known idiom

to indicate how very rarely something happens or is likely to happen. The message I’m clearly getting from the poet is that they see this other person every ‘other’ blue moon. Well, I make that out to be every… four to six years! That’s even more of a rare occurance!

That’s bonkers. That’s not a relationship now is it? Would I call that a friendship or a connection of any kind? That’s an easy one to answer and that is… NO of course not!. It’s not active… or is it? Hmm?

By the sound of it, the tick tocking of ‘father time is trying to tell the poet something like “you know that thing called ‘time’ oh dear poet, well YOU ARE WASTING IT! Get on with your life!  I concur with ‘father time’ whole-heartedly, but I don’t think the poet is getting the message and has other ideas.

So, what are the ideas?

Marriage that’s what! Say what? A surprise to me, the reader? Well yes. A bit of a slow build up to any sort of a question being popped here let alone the one of marriage but here we are. Why get married? Why do people do it? Many, many reasons. Social pressure? Family pressure? Financial pressure? Hold on a minute. Forget ‘pressure’ for a second. (that’s the last time I’ll be asking A.I anything again)! What about that thing that makes the world go round? Yes, you’ve guessed it dear non robotic reader and that is ‘love’ The desire to be with someone special and to share life.

Audacious in the way in which the poet says it and it has caught my attention. It’s bold and has made me laugh out loud. I’m interpreting it as being very cheeky yet confident. To me, it sounds like too many other bits and bobs of ‘life stuff’ got in the way of the couple tying the knot.  They’ve been very patient waiting for everything to be ‘perfect’ and just right. There’s no such thing now is there? Just do it, get on with it and allow yourself to be happy, yes!  Indeed, I do hope that the answer is ‘yes’ and I wish the couple well. (about flippin’ time – eh?)

I enjoyed the rhyming throughout this short poem. I get the message. “Don’t hang about, be brave and enjoy life.” Do what is right in your heart. A happy little read.