These Melancholy Days

Today I awoke feeling rather odd
I was neither sick nor in pain
I just felt wrong
I was happy in a sad sort of way
I did what I had to do
Which was a whole bunch of nothing really
Got my wife off to work
My daughter off to school
Went to Psychical Therapy 
And got tortured 
Lifted weights for about an hour
Then came home and cleaned house
Did my yard work
Read a whole bunch of amazing poetry
Went out to the ranch and wished
I was already back to work
Talked to my boss
Told him the doctor said next month
He told me to not rush things
Next month will be here soon enough
Came back to town
Stopped by the collage
Enrolled in some evening courses
Went over and fixed this old couples
Sprinkler system
Refused to take their money
Came home and called my wife
To see how her day was
And now I’m just sitting here
Talking to the Lord about how worthless I feel
These Melancholy Days
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Hwilka Avatar
August 26, 2008 at 10:08 PM
Good poem for a minute I thougt it was about me. Thank you for you comment of my poem Husband or Wife. Oh you have two words reversed (he told me to not rush things) not to. Tony
Foulk Avatar
August 21, 2008 at 9:52 PM
enjoyed reading this i have days such as these. loved your title. a great moving poem. thank you for reading my butterfly in the forest and for your comment
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August 21, 2008 at 9:51 AM
the thing about melancholy days is you have to realize that they don't last always. the Lord takes away his sprit for a little while just to let you know that you cant live without Him. but when you make a come back, you'll have learned the lesson of how not to have any more melancholy days. jhl
Mcmullin Avatar
August 19, 2008 at 4:02 PM
Isn't it odd that we rarely take the time to honor ourselves for the sculpture that we are- Grand couplet at the end, as I don't believe anything else would have sufficed. Mac
Reynolds Avatar
August 19, 2008 at 3:30 AM
Dearest Michael...I have had many a day such as this, and this is why out household motto is, "everything is transitory" this too shall pass (as you know) and worthless? Um, no. You could never be. :) Reread your poem here, as if one of US had written it...what would you say to THEM? I bet it would be very uplifting and wonderful, that is where your heart is...blessings, love Kristin
Richards Avatar
August 18, 2008 at 6:25 PM
Michael,you've been kind hearted to me and my faint attempts at poetry. I had no idea that I was writing "Out of the Storm" on a day you were feeling so down. This poem and the other poems you have written, shows a heart of someone who is so worthy, kind and goodhearted. Whenever you are having a stormy day, please hold on to that thought. Such a fine person you are. I hope tomorrow feels kinder to you. Also remember we are neighbors ..we see the same mountains here in No CA., God Bless, Carrie
Yamin Avatar
August 18, 2008 at 5:38 PM
Dear Michael, Your poem is an extraordinary write. You have captured your depressing moments beautifully with lavish expressions. May I thank you also for admiring my poem You Didn't Come. God bless you! -Mohammad
Winter Avatar
August 18, 2008 at 5:34 PM
Worthless? Michael Jordan you are simply the complete opposite of that word! No, no that is simply just not the case, for you did so much already in just one day. I believe we all get melancholy from time to time for no apparent reason. Or maybe there is a reason, and we just need time to figure it out. I am sending you wishes full of sunshine and brighter days. Be happy, you are loved and appreciated by so many! Love, Shar xoxo
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