A Mood of Resistance
A Poem
Published in
Mar 29, 2021
I am in that mood.
Where the music might as well be on permanent skip.
My thoughts are scattered all over the floor
and I don't have the energy
to collect them.
Let them stay there until
they earn their keep.
It's that weird in-between season,
where winter doesn't know if it's leaving
and mother nature doesn't give a fuck.
She’s coated us in “protective mud”,
that at some point, I'll have to clean it off the floor too.
Today, I cannot see the joy in puddles
and the urge to garden has passed.
The rain has not come to wash us clean
and the snow bridge from one side of the ditch to other
will be here till May; a small resistance.
I am in that mood, resisting everything.
© 2021 Niki Madore
