Come On

Sunday's sadness WAS seepin' in!

Sunday sadness is seepin’ in

No good reason, but it’s here again

It can’t be the weather

It’s a sunny day

It could be I’m lonely

It’s just hard to say

But Sunday’s sadness is seepin’ in

And I don’t wanna go there again

So I pick up my pen to figure out why

The tears start to come

I don’t want to cry

It’s time to start movin’

Not time to lie down

It’s time to start groovin’

Get rid of that frown

Turn on the music, I love to dance

Shower with my husband,

Make some romance

Let go of the sadness

Tell it goodbye

Come on, you can do it

Ya just gotta try.

Author's Note

Don't worry, this was last Sunday. And no I'm not twelve.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

The first part of this poem was so good, I actually hated to see it end & become upbeat. I'm not one who likes whiny poems, but you start this out with a nebulous feeling so relatable . . . back when I worked, I called it "the dreads" . . . somehow I failed to pack enuf into this weekend & now another work week was upon me! Great rhyme & rhythm, so lyrical, could be a song. Especially as the upbeat part of the poem picks up the tempo a bit & we're toe-tappin'. This is a great demo of what life is all about. We all feel like s**t half the time, but we have to catch a wave & bring it back up again. Time after time. Your poem teaches us what it looks like to be a purposely joyous person (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Chris Shaw]

The Sunday blues. It happens, but it looks as though you have some good solutions to slip out of it. That shower with your husband is a good start, and pumping up the volume of your music and dancing helps too:) You are in control, dealing with it. Twelve year olds can't do that :))

Chris

[John Cardwell]

That's one for the fridge!

[emmajoy]

Laughing because, no, you are definitely not twelve.. OR if if you are, PamiAnde , what a precociously literary one you be!

' I don’t want to cry - It’s time to start movin’- Not time to lie down - It’s time to start groovin’- Get rid of that frown - Turn on the music, I love to dance .. '

Those words could be the core of your wonderful poem.. it's such a gift. First there's the great meter, the mentions of emotions you make, the way you lay your words PLUS you've made me feel happy and that matters so much. Thank you! Take care, keep safe.. and keep smiling.

[PamiAnde]

Emmajoy, that makes ME happy! And, yeah, I'm 65. Lol. But certainly a kid at heart. Thank you so much for commenting. :-) Ande

[emmajoy]

You're so welcome, it made me feel truly happy!

However, am finding it almost impossible to lay reviews at every door.. no idea why. :(

[PamiAnde]

You are very kind to try.

[Poetic Beauty]

Oh I have days like that. Moments where it’s like a subtle wave of sadness trickles in for some obscure reason. I think many of us have days like this. The world just feels heavy but typically if I get up and moving it drifts away

[PamiAnde]

True story! And writin' a silly poem about it didn't hurt.