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A Rhymer’ Primer of 31 days to, Spatter Joy, in rhymed verse

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Table of Contents

Title

Forward

Dedication

The Spatters

About the Author

Let’s Connect

…….Spatter Joy

Spatter Joy

FORWARD

by Arman Sicovia

editor for I-Magine Publications

The word “spatter’ brings many images to mind that are instantly familiar to most everyone. Paint, water, mud and other liquid-like materials are just a few of the things which could be ‘spattered.’ But “joy” (technically an emotional response to stimuli) we may not ordinarily think of something which can be spread or ‘spattered.’ As it is used in this collection, it fits perfectly.

From time to time, most of us if not all of us have experienced something that has given us some measure of happiness or has made us happy. “Joy” is a word which is most often a word used to express or define something which cannot be expressed or defined. It is considered something far deeper inside a being than happiness.

As a figure of speech, the words, “Spatter Joy” implies that this “joy” could be ‘spattered’ or spread to others. In poem 24, they are associated with words and ideas as “infection,” “contagion,” and “inoculation,” that we understand when it comes to the spreading and prevention of communicable diseases, bacteria and viruses etc. There is an expression used for enthusiasm, that “if you want to spread the measles, you have to first have a good case of it yourself.” One cannot spread or spatter joy without first having it themselves. Dahni’s confession is that this whole collection was written in just two and a direct response to his own and personal, fullness of joy that he could not help, but to, “Spatter Joy!”

For Dahni, the 2015 winter holiday season began in March of that year with the announcement and his involvement with his one his nieces and the announcement of her first child and now, his first and only, grand nephew. The season culminated with a lovely dinner with friends that he prepared, two weeks before Thanksgiving. Then it was

Thanksgiving with family he also cooked for. Next, travel to witness the birth of a new baby. Then it was home again for the first holiday concert of his twin boy grandchildren, the early completion of a Christmas Story for another grandchild (originally intended as a story for all of the five grandchildren). Then cam the announcements of yet another grand niece and another grandchild, both to be born early summer of 2015. On Christmas Eve 2015, Dahni and his wife were on the road again to share and cook dinner for family on the 25th and 26th. On December 29th he and his one sister celebrated with their older brother on his birthday. This was the first holiday season that the three of them have been tighter in about thirty years. Finally, he returned home once again to celebrate New Year’s Eve and Day and yet another Christmas/ New Year’s celebration, with more family (a brunch) on January 2nd that Dahni just refers to as, “Merry Happy.” Indeed, these many events lead him to joy, kept him full of joy and has made him desirous that it continue.

When we are happy and joyful, if is difficult if not impossible, for others around us to NOT be happily affected or infected with this joy. It is a spill-over effect and affect!

As many of us do, Dahni thought on the custom of New Year’s Resolutions. We each want for ourselves and for those we love to have more and be more, do more, give more, love more and just, ‘Be More’ in the coming year than the previous one. When it comes to the subject of “joy,” the reason for it and the purpose for this collection is set in the smallest poem which is the first one. Basically, after the winter solstice around December 25th, the days are getting longer and for those that cannot wait until spring comes again and we can be outside again, this is certainly something to look forward to, to be happy about to joy and to others to, “Spatter Joy.” And as for New Year’s Resolutions, Dahni states his intentions and desires in poem #2 that it be the same “every year” and that is to daily, “Spatter Joy,” each and every single year.

This entire collection was conceived and written in two days, from December 31st, 2015 and completed January 1st, 2016. Though the verses are simple, they are NOT over-simplified or simplistic. It is difficult to find words that rhyme with “joy,” but it was intentional and purposefully planned to repeat, to reiterate, over and over again, the theme and title to, “Spatter Joy.”

In one sense, this collection seeks for Dahni to continue spattering his joy from the previous year, for the readers to have, one for each day in January, for the new month of the new year. Though this collection ends as the month of January ends on the 31st, it continues as the line of his final poem states, “I must just continue to— Spatter Joy!”

As Dahni lives and seeks to perpetually ‘Spatter Joy,” this is the purpose of this collection that each of us catch a big dose of our own joy and splatter it everywhere to everyone that they too in turn will— ‘Spatter Joy!’ What motive could be clearer than this whole collection being offered to anyone and each and every one of these poems and the whole collection, FREE of cost to anyone! One cannot pay ANY amount for joy and something so rich and so full; so inexplicable and so often un-deserved surely is meant to be given and to be spattered. Be a joy spatterer’ and ‘Spatter Joy!’

Deeply,

Arman

Spatter Joy

Dedication

Dedicated to: The Spattering of Joy and the Joy Spatterers

Spatter Joy

Good Morning to ever aged girl and boy,

the days are getting longer, Spatter Joy

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Dahni []

My resolution, for every single year

to daily collect at least a single tear

witness some happiness in some place

and gather emotions from the face

to give the right amount and not to cly

but instead to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

My assignment for today

as I go along the way

No matter how long it takes or just a little while

I know it’s in there and I’m gonna’ extract a smile

So do not turn away and don’t be coy

Help me, help you, Spatter Joy!

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There’s a captive audience where it seems like they feel they must PC tolerate you

and a captured audience where nothing said or done will do

So, if you find yourself in some space

I’m gonna’ try and influence tour face

Whether you’re a girl or a boy

I’m gonna’ try and Spatter Joy

PC = Political Correctness

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Spatter Joy

Well, today, there’s some bad and some good news

Some cheery and some blues

Which would you rather or which should be first?

But really, for which do you thirst?

I cannot make you think,

but I can choose what I will drink

So I’m sipping on Happy

and spitN’ out the crappy

So can every aged girl or boy

spew out the negatives or Spatter Joy

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Pitter patter

What does it matter

it all comes down

to a smile or a frown

My only choice will I build or destroy

Tear down or Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Let us agree if we must, to disagree

and keep this agreement, between you and me

You keep your causes and politics

And I’ll keep my delicious brownie mix

We’ll each mix and pour and bake complete

Then see who shows up, to eat

And know what others truly enjoy

But in my kitchen, I’ll Spatter Joy

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Face it, we’re all gonna’ step in a puddle

and we could think of it as a muddle,

but when the feet splash down

we could choose to smile or frown

splish and squish and scatter— annoy

or simply just to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

We’re all painters, it’s so very true

What colors are the best for you,

roller, brush or spray

what’s best for you today?

Paint the colors and the way you most enjoy,

But as for me, I’ll just spatter Joy

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We each choose our garment or frock

mine’s just, a spattered smock

Yours might be better

and mine may be wetter

And yours the mark of the life you employ

mine is just to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Upon this thought do you ever think-le

why do the stars all seem to twink-le

Is it just a trick of the eye, some decoy

Or do they really, Spatter Joy

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From sunup to sun downed

what goes, comes back around

like a drop of water ever spreading

no end in sight to where it’s heading

For what end, its purpose to deply

I thin it just to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Sure, you can flip or skip me

rip or trip from what you see

and find nothing in me save a silly old boy

but when you walk on, I’ll still be Spattering Joy

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Dahni []

My Mommy’s tiny, little blip

took a long and arduous trip

My Daddy’s little splurt’

With my Mommy’s egg did flirt

and I was born, a bouncing baby boy

a splattering to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Just throw it, against the wall

see what sticks or starts to fall

flinging and clinging

singing and bringing

It’s not some sinister ploy

It’s just to, Spatter Joy

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As rain is to a gutter

so is melting, just like butter

And if you truly want to know

where its hither and its flow

The single purpose, both emply

is always to, Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

I’m only here a little while

make you frown or make you smile

there’s no getting around it, something I will spread

from my first breath until the last and I am dead,

but even then, it’ll just keep on going

and I suspect, will keep on growing

So the question is, why not be a tool and a toy

to build up others and Spatter Joy

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Dahni []

Are you sick of these, my silly, just yet;

are you sorry that we ever met?

You can never read here again; you’re always free to go,

but if you do, there’s something you need to know

Check the back of your blouse or shirt

I promise that, it will not hurt

But there is something splattered that I stuck

and you could wash to no avail and call it your bad luck

And whether your name is From A-Z or Betty or Roy

I’ve splattered you blouse or shirt with, Spattered Joy

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Spatter Joy

Once upon a time

you may not have felt you were worth a dime

But that’s a million dollars not true

and I’m telling you

Whether of any age girl or boy

you were made to, Spatter Joy

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“Whatcha’ gonna’ be when you grow up,”

said one seed to the other, over tea,

with cream and sugar in a cup,

“Yes, what would you like to be?”

One said, “A tree and a seed scatterer”

The other, “A tree and a Joy Spatter-er”

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Note: The Rainbow Eucalyptus is very much a real tree! The phenomenon is caused by patches of bark peeling off at various times and the colors are indicators of age. A newly shed outer bark reveals bright greens which darken over time into blues and purples and then orange and red tones. The seeds are in front of the tree. Seeds scattered or joy spattered, both are meant to be spread.

Spatter Joy

A lert we must B C?

DEF and G

HIJKLMNO and don’t forget to P

QRSTUV

WXY and Z

The alphabet, fully employ

With every letter, Spatter Joy

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There’s almost always, thirty days

and more than an almost infinite number of ways

Twelve months of reasons

and usually, four seasons

months and months of many toys

to splatter with and Spatter Joys

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Spatter Joy

At the beginning it might have seemed little and dumb,

but at its end, a tidy little sum

It might have seemed like useless junk

and just all, emotional bunk

Not something you would try at home?

A silly little, useless pome’ (poem)

un-reasoned rhymes, but they never hurt

instead of those abrupt and curt

and even if you raised a curios brow

they still go to you, somehow

and that’s the purpose of their employ

to scatter and Spatter Joy

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Dahni []

To catch and spread anything

you must yourself a good case

a contagion infecting the whole of your face

Inoculate or you’ll be infected too

this, absolutely— true

I apologize NOT, if you catch what I’ve got

and be advised, it’s a lot

Ok, I’m a virus on deploy

Spreading and Spattering Joy

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Spatter Joy

If my days are numbered and they are

what should I spread and leave, how far?

I figure we’ve all enough sadness, sorrow and woe

I’ll just leave all that and let it go

Instead I’d rather here deploy

Joy, joy, joy to you to— Spatter Joy

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In the deepest, darkest coldest night

what makes the moon so full, so bright

from millions of miles

and countless smiles

the sun is set to employ

all through space and time— Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Except in a pocket of splattered ink

this stuff is awesome or so, I think,

for it reminds me of my favorite toy

and that is, to— Spatter Joy

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Almost done, can you not wait?

But I cannot afford it to be late

Through the series is, nearly done

still I must, send this on

It’s like a burning

and a yearning,

to send it on to you

Oh yes, my yes, it’s true

Bursts from within, it employs

to scatter and to Spatter Joys

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Spatter Joy

Of this to you I would remind

like Emerson said, “Be silly, be honest, be kind.”

No second chances on yester-day

so, make the best of every day

Whatever occupation you employ

Spitter, splatter and Spatter Joy

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Dahni []

Just one more and then that’s it

so, don’t go have, a hissy fit

No harm’s been done

just let it all run

On and on to every aged girl and boy

Cease not ever, to— Spatter Joy

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Spatter Joy

Now January is nearly done

for a month my silly, has been run

You can choose to continue

or choose to forget,

But there’s a heap of joy-ing, still to let

We each choose what we allow out and in

who, what, where, why and when

But I’ve no choice, so full of it is, this old boy

I must just continue to—

Spatter Joy!

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About the Author

Dahni is a writer, poet, photographer, artist and composer. His one name he purposely spells differently, but it is his real name. His one name is to try and make a brand name, but he has a last name. He said, “Perhaps it was left out, just in case I have or might embarrass friends or family (living or not) that knew or knows me. They could say, I don’t know who Dahni is and that would be the truth”

Born and raised mid-morning near the middle of the month, in the middle of the 20th Century, in a middle class home in the Midwest, about middle of the state, in the middle of a mid-size town, Dahni has pretty much ever been in the middle of something.

One set of grandparents were highly educated people from affluent backgrounds. The others were from large farming families – the ‘salt of the earth,’ full of common sense and rich in flavor. He once set out to become a doctor, shifted to law, landed in ministry and then flew and stuck with imagination. From such varied influences, Dahni grew up with a passion for people, places and diversification. The desire to help others evolved, but has never changed.

A love for reading, stories and having a vivid imagination, interest in the arts only seemed natural and almost as second nature as breathing.

Once in the 6th grade, he had an assignment to write a report on the classic tales from ‘Arabian Nights.’ Dahni ended up illustrating his work and wrote it as an original poem. He has been reading, writing and pursuing the arts ever since.

Banging out just five notes on a piano while waiting for his high school date to get ready, the repetition may have bothered many, but a love for music grew out of this. It has caused him to continue to bang out notes ever since. No formal lessons with any instrument or music theory has kept him silent nor prevented him from original compositions if for no other than himself.

His many experiences, his travels and training as an investigative reporter, years involved in the principles of research along with a deep curiosity, offers a unique perspective for mining the gold of dreams and the silver of truths. Dahni refers to himself as a perpetual student of life-learning, as an I-magineer, an Amer-I-Can and 1 of WE the People. A graduate of the University of Hard Knocks, he holds a master’s degree in Trials & Errors, but a PhD in Imagination.

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Dahni

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