Elise Skidmore

Things have been pretty quiet around here lately, and for that I must apologize. Winter, work, and life in general have gotten in the way, and I’m embarrassed to say writing anything has been bumped down the priority list. That said, I’m hoping with spring being just around the corner, things will pick up and the pre-spring malaise which seems to hit me every year will be over soon. In the mean time, here’s an oldie but a goodie (at least I think it’s a goodie) for your enjoyment.

Pre-spring Malaise
 
 
 Weak and apathetic  
 nothing feels right  
 even my favorite things
 taunt with malicious intent
 
 
 nowhere I want to go
 nothing I want to be
 except 
 alone
 and even that's only a maybe
 
 
 Don't want to inflict myself on friends
 they deserve the very best
 not this dull stupid bovine creature  
 staring back from my mirror
 spouting soporific nonsense
 guaranteed to raise a yawn
 
 
 spring is coming
 time to get reborn
 dress up my soul  
 in pastels
 and hunt for leprechauns
 and colored eggs
 
 
 but oh I'm so tired  
 and full of the blahs
 and I don't want to follow  
 the bunny building a hutch under my bed
 I might find my track shoes
 and have to join the race again
 
 
 
 
 --Elise Skidmore ©1998