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Languid

A Poem

Jonathan Greene
Loose Words
1 min readDec 18, 2024

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Photo by Igor Shalyminov on Unsplash

Some days, I wake up refreshed
and full of effort and vitality
where the sun is shining
through the cloudscape
and there is a skip in my step

On other days, I wake up languid
and slow-moving, unanimated
like a childhood drawing
that I want to come to life
but is only static lines

They don’t feel that different
because I am not made up
of extreme emotions and
widespread hyperbole,
which is strange because
to others, this might be
a great personal divide

Feeling listless can be a
product of my rest,
or restlessness thereof,
and isn’t always a sign
of depression or
human angst

I used to call it a day
when I woke up with
a lack of energy
because I didn’t have
the perseverance
to move my needle
and change the soft
trajectory of my life

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Loose Words
Loose Words

Published in Loose Words

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Jonathan Greene
Jonathan Greene

Written by Jonathan Greene

Father, podcast host, poet, writer, real estate investor/team leader, certified life coach. Curating a meaningful life. IG: trustgreene | trustgreene.com

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