Down

In my garden; warm and sunny
In my paddock; fluffy bunny
In my pocket; ample money
Why, my friend, is nothing funny

In my fridge; a nice cool beer
In my life, I’ve nought to fear
Another Christmas, drawing near
Why, my friend, have I no cheer

No remorse for any sin
No big chore I must begin
Ice and lemon in my gin
Why, my friend, have I no grin

For no reason, wear a frown
All day in my dressing gown
Got no need to visit town
Only one direction; down

Nothing makes my spirits rowdy
Cocktail cabinet looks like Saudi
Reaper in my dream said, “Howdy.”
Then I woke… today is cloudy.


9 May 2023
Contest: Anatomy of Melancholy
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Kauffman Avatar
May 16, 2023 at 10:25 AM
Truly, Terry, melancholy is contagious infecting our sense of the positive, distorting our viewpoint. Wonderful rhymes that flow. Wonderful use of the question at the end of each stanza! This poem so wonderfully conveys your honest feelings! Congratulations on your win! Blessings! May the sun break through the clouds!
Rodrigues Avatar
May 15, 2023 at 6:39 AM
Excellent, Terry! Congratulations!
Flood Avatar
May 15, 2023 at 4:13 PM
Thank you, Kim. Not easy to write ‘down’ cos I never am… I consider myself very very lucky.
Alex Avatar
May 14, 2023 at 8:26 PM
Very interesting writing. Congratulations!
Flood Avatar
May 15, 2023 at 4:14 PM
Thanks, Christuraj
Turner Avatar
May 14, 2023 at 7:58 PM
This is first rate, Terry. i really like this one. Great write!
Flood Avatar
May 15, 2023 at 4:18 PM
Appreciated, Daniel. Thank you. Terry
M  Avatar
May 12, 2023 at 5:31 AM
Great poem clever Terry!! Enjoyed…..Debx
Flood Avatar
May 15, 2023 at 4:21 PM
Thanks, Deb. I am a truly annoying ‘happy’ person… I just don’t do ‘down’… but I’ve seen it, sometimes at close quarters…. So, ‘Snap out of it’ is not in my vocabulary. Glad you ‘enjoyed’. Terry
Dietrich Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 1:07 PM
hahaha. Not sure it's what Craig has in mind, but for me, it's go to the head of the class. I find it great dark humor.
Flood Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 1:30 PM
Thanks, Andrea. I really wasn’t too sure as per its appropriateness, (as I told Tom, below) but I felt it worked. I’ve never experienced depression but I’ve certainly observed it in others and I would hate to underplay it’s ‘stranglehold’.
Bauer Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 1:04 PM
this is perfect for a contest about melancholy, terry, but i sure hope it's a fictional write...
Flood Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 1:16 PM
Thankyou, Ilene. I actually wrote this some six to nine months ago (with a different final stanza). I don’t know if this sounds daft, but I felt at the time, that, as someone who is invariably positive and never downhearted, I wasn’t qualified to write from the ‘depressed’ perspective. For that reason, I never posted it. The contest gave me the excuse to offer it up for inspection. So yes, fictional, but with every sympathy for those who might experience anything similar to my ‘observation’.
Cunningham Avatar
May 9, 2023 at 7:10 PM
Many find themselves in that dark place Terry and fear they'll never see sunshine again. You captured that Melancholic state well. Good luck in the contest. Hope alls well. Tom
Flood Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 1:21 PM
Thanks, Tom. A slightly modified previously un-posted poem. Wasn’t 100% sure it fitted the remit, but I find it difficult to separate melancholy from depression so I went with it. Hope you’re well, and your muse is awakening. Terry
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