The Caller

The gray, damp and cold
sky echoes my mood.
Listless and brooding,
I feel the lack of warmth
and interest even within my breath.
I emerge when engaged
with others but when left
to myself, I sink into the age-
old feelings, expected this
time of year, but not welcomed.

She’s as old as me,
this caller that creeps
inside and makes herself
at home on these dark,
shortened days.
Images of despair and
malady enfold and grip,
totally enveloping.

It is said that every seven
years our bodies are
restored and refreshed
with cells anew, but
mine seem to clutch
determinedly, to stay affixed,
and remain the same.

Submitting this for Poets United:  Poetry Pantry # 229:  http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2014/11/poetry-pantry-229.html?showComment=1417408212129#c9186417070635870356

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  1. Oh this made me feel chilled to the bones.. But it seems like a caller you can’t deny.

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  2. What a powerful description of what depression feels like! Obstinate and intrusive caller that she is 😦

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  3. the sad mood is palpable here…

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  4. we def don’t always feel that renewal…and its a hard time of year too when those shadows seem to suck all the light up…hope some light finds you today gayle

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  5. I do think sometimes we put such expectations on ourselves that we cannot possibly attain. We are expected to feel happy, cheerful, expectant, etc. And on television we see these pictures of the ‘happy family’ etc. I think we have to push aside all the stereotypes of the season and just allow ourselves to BE. I do hope that you are able to push the shadows away today, Gayle.

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    • Definitely we do, Mary. Those images of the perfect, happy family that I grew up with are hard ones to get past for sure. I seem to have a rougher time when the days are shorter this time of year. Thanks for your words of encouragement, Mary…it means a lot to me.

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  6. A great poem, I like how you use seasonal affective disorder as a caller.

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  7. Many thanks, glm…I appreciate your visit.

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  8. The gray winter blahs, they do trek in from time to time…….interesting about our cells renewing every seven years. I hope that applies to brain cells – mine are due for some renewal right about now!

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  9. Such a passion you have that, I believe, comes to many creative souls who, during difficult times, seem to be able to call forth a deeply introspective self and when pen is put to paper the words spill forth something amazing. I do hope you are doing alright, my friend, and that life begins to unfold for you in a way that brings wonderful change. I, myself, write my best when I am my highest and lowest. Emotions are like that.

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    • Hi Renee…so good to have you visit me here. Well, it certainly seems that my feelings of angst are often fodder for writing! But I hope that my “light” side shows up sometimes too. 🙂 I am doing well…but we were going through a string of gray days that really seemed to be getting to me. Now we are sunnier and our temperatures feel more like fall/winter. Hope you are doing well yourself…

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