Thursday November 6th, 2008

The exercise:

Not having the best day ever, so the prompt is: bad day blues.

Mine:

Bad day blues
Blindly drinking booze

Dark bitter days
Disjointed blurry daze

Answers give away
Anger gone astray

Gritty acrid glow
Gloom always grows

Sad footsteps slow
Secret feelings show

Falling snow flakes
Facade so fake

2 comments:

Olivia said...

Sorry you were feeling down.

I hope the stars infuse you
with all their brightest light
and warm all your beautiful colours
to shine even in darkest night.

You turned your blues into something beautiful by the way. I think i will try too.

I left
Tulips
At the door

I left
My heart
On the floor

I left
My body
Left before

I left
My spirit
Wanting more

I left
My beauty
To ignore

Marc said...

It was actually pretty therapeutic to write that yesterday. I also had a much, much better day today so life is good again.

Thank you for both poems - the first made me smile, and I could feel the second deep inside.