# data[].attributes.body
oh. my. God.
(slurping up the juice)
this life is so sweet

# data[].attributes.body
Attention, nourishment, routine

I sink these things into us
investments for growth.

# data[].attributes.headline
Pleasure  Today’s pleasure is a pedicure at long last.     My brown toes are ablaze like sunset gold Behind dark clouds. I hold the colors fast.

# data[].attributes.subject
Pleasure  Today’s pleasure is a pedicure at long last.     My brown toes are ablaze like sunset gold Behind dark clouds. I hold the colors fast.

# data[].attributes.body
dm

# data[].attributes.body
Pleasure - Pleasantry - Pleasaunce

Sensual - Social - Natural

Stretch - Smile - Rest

# data[].attributes.body
The moniker “simple pleasure” must come from a place of neurological privilege

A utopia where every miraculous molecule of serotonin salvation wants to be found

And is thoughtful enough to leave a forwarding address

# data[].attributes.body
A circuit of deliveries criss-crosses our neighborhood. Muffins baked here, dropped off warm around the corner. Bread from across the street walked over to our porch, crusty in crinkled paper. Takeout driven in from the next town, kids waving in the backseat. Little joys shared, multiplied by love.

-SJM

# data[].attributes.body
Drinking in the nectar
Of the delicious, sensual moments

Life! Slow down!

CM

# data[].attributes.body
Take pleasure
Notice what has been given
Receive, enjoy, take pleasure!

# data[].attributes.body
I spent most of yesterday (poorly) playing piano.
I feel bad for my neighbors,
but it brings me more joy than anything else does.

# data[].attributes.headline
my grief-fogged brain takes its slow trickle time / untangling vines I planted long ago to mark a moment /   time to remember  

# data[].attributes.subject
my grief-fogged brain takes its slow trickle time / untangling vines I planted long ago to mark a moment /   time to remember  

# data[].attributes.body
Craft beers and board games

The small pleasures in life to

reconnect and recharge

# data[].attributes.headline
Sunlight               A good beer         Hats and gloves off in 30 degrees 

# data[].attributes.subject
Sunlight               A good beer         Hats and gloves off in 30 degrees 

# data[].attributes.body
homemade pumpkin pie
the dog's enthusiasm
cozy blankets

# data[].attributes.body
Look towards me gracious Father. I yearn to sense your gaze.
What pleasure! Pleasure all mine? Could it be yours too?
Pleasure to behold...

# data[].attributes.body
Gazing outdoors, smile
Warm embrace, eyes closed, heart beats
Good food, laughter, shared

# data[].attributes.body
Simply this: to sit and and eat together,
hands waving as we speak, weaving
around us a cocoon of laughter and love.

# data[].attributes.body
Lord; are you pleased with me?

the way I wish I could be pleased with myself?

The truth is I don't know if my pleasure is light or dark or terrifying

# data[].attributes.body
from new years to april is
hot cross bun season
my lenten pleasure

# data[].attributes.body
Freely given
Not sought after
Beauty, ever present, waiting to be noticed

# data[].attributes.body
Who told me that pleasure was something to mistrust?/
I sink into your body, putty in your hands,/
And I am healed.

# data[].attributes.body
A weekly ritual of pleasure
To honor and comfort
My tender body

# data[].attributes.body
Gazing out the window
Pleasure arrives unbidden
on the wings of
Thrushes, Warblers,
Flickers, Spotted Towhee
And more.......

# data[].attributes.body
The pandemic has
greatly reduced our pleasures,
but we keep searching.

# data[].attributes.body
Dying flesh, a revolution, listen—

The deep as it quivers and pulls bated

Breath blooming in the wasteland

# data[].attributes.body
today pleasure is diffuse,
encircling—the clouded light,
violins, the windblown everything—

# data[].attributes.body
Pleasure

Savoring the smooth darkness of chocolate,
Melting into an embrace
Gazing at snow at snow covered peaks from my warm chair.

# data[].attributes.body
Adopted Children!
For we are God's good pleasure
And our joy is full

WDRplus

# data[].attributes.body
the breeze has changed and
candy cherry confetti
lazily drifts down

# data[].attributes.body
Essential pleasure
Strengthens and renews spirit
Life is worth living

# data[].attributes.body
I’ve had a cat sleep and purr on my chest.

I’ve had a four year old hug my leg in public.

And I’m unsure why they say my pleasure center is in my brain.

# data[].attributes.body
These days, taking pleasure in tiny things feel like holy work
Sparrows chirping in the hedge, chocolate melting on the tongue, smiling eyes above a mask
Holy, holy, holy

# data[].attributes.body
I have to remind myself to do things for pleasure. 
I’m not a martyr. But there are so many messages from so many places that build us to be pleasure-averse. 
What can potentially bring pleasure to God? Maybe there I can find a path of pleasure. 

# data[].attributes.body
A feeling sometimes takes me by surprise;
the way elements simply gather  with unconscious beauty:
earth, water, air;
I cannot help but smile.
HilaryC

# data[].attributes.body
Is it mine or yours?
When I tell you I love you
Who gets more pleasure?

# data[].attributes.body
Shared memories and laughter over a glass of Croft Original Cream Sherry.
Amber sweet nectar.
Old fashioned comfort on a modern device.

# data[].attributes.body
Sex. Ice Cream. Sleep. Seeing babies on zoom. Hearing bird song.

In this deadening era, they are each a testimony:

Life is indeed worth fighting for. Mine and ours.

# data[].attributes.body
Push the little pink button in the bottom right hand corner to post your poem!