Just One of Those Days
Still the clouds turn,
the sun dulls and the moon refuses to rise,
when dark skies reign on days
no meant to shine,
and I stumble through my thoughts,
clarity a dull-edged blade,
that cannot cut through
this day forlorn.
In retrospect,
not getting out of bed
would have been advantageous,
but on my feet and being disconnected
is contagious, as all I meet, the same,
on a day that could not aspire to right,
just muddy up my life,
wish I’d stayed in slumber’s sight.
A day of fire,
so angry and frustrated,
I need water to counteract my mood,
to paint or write or even cook
to create some morsel of balance,
one bite and life resumes,
but alas, this day is weighted,
and I, lethargic in its wake, abide the gloom.
A deep and lasting malaise,
gravity my curse, my limbs a lagging,
and mind in haze of thought,
like a zombie on my feet I drag,
and even tea won’t wake me,
the day’s forsaken me,
as I grumble through
all the steps I aught.
If I find sleep, will all this go away,
I wonder as I struggle with my chores,
try to be coherent yet abhor the need to communicate,
in pleasantries I will snore,
on this languid day of weary play
and praying to restore,
some modicum of connection,
on a day of my objection,
please leave me be, I’m bored.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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As you wish, will leave you be. Just one thing – this is very well penned and emotive.
I’m fine Phyllis, but yesterday I had one of those days: couldn’t think, blurry and exhausted. Today I’m back to normal, must have been a day of rest as far as the elements are concerned. Cheers!