A Wasted Day Poem by Margaret Alice

Monday 13 October 2008

The sun didn’t shimmer today, the sky
was not blue, only white and hazy, my
soul couldn’t soar, my spirit defeated
by the grey illusions of life

Withdrawing from all, being a recluse,
lacking energy to partake in their acti-
vities, wishing for painful moments to
pass, breathing with difficulty

Heat washed up in waves from the
pavement, couldn’t even drive a lift
to the sixth floor successfully, first
boarded the lift that stops on the

First floor, then boarded one to the right,
stopped at sixth much too fast, I thought
the ascent must still begin, suddenly the
lift descended again, stopped on

The second floor, boarded a third lift to
get to floor six, later the day couldn’t
find the post office, wandering the
street, too tired to concentrate

A wasted day…