Good Days, Bad Days

Posted on July 18, 2014 by PookyH

Some days I long
To soar high
And fly free
Like an eagle,
I’d watch
The world
Far beneath me.
But some days I long
To stay
Closed up inside
In a big padded box
From the World,
I would hide.
I can never be sure
What tomorrow will bring,
Will I crouch down and whisper
Or stand tall and and sing?
Will I embrace the world
With a smile on my face
Or keep myself hidden
Feeling like a disgrace?
I embrace the good days,
And battle the bad,
Because some days I’m happy
But some days I’m sad.

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18 Responses to Good Days, Bad Days

  1. colonialist says:
    July 18, 2014 at 9:25 pm

    This resonates. We are having a sad batch at present.

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  2. summerstommy2 says:
    July 19, 2014 at 1:52 am

    We all have off days Pooky, knowing its a bad day and acting accordingly is the trick i find….good poem to think about well done.

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  3. reeshaahmed says:
    July 19, 2014 at 7:00 pm

    That’s some really good writing! Wow.

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  4. whichwaynow101 says:
    July 19, 2014 at 10:34 pm

    I have days like that – good and bad. Have to appreciate the good!

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  5. wbdeejay says:
    July 20, 2014 at 1:17 am

    That is my struggle, self permission to have bad days and not get more upset about it. Very challenging at present.

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  6. triciabertram says:
    July 20, 2014 at 3:58 am

    Powerful poem, Pooky.
    I’m working on embracing the bad days as well as the good because, for me, fighting them just depletes me more. Ultimately they are both part of the yin and yang of life. x

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    • PookyH says:
      July 20, 2014 at 7:24 am

      I’m not so good at embracing bad days but I’m getting better at accepting them. How is embracing them working out for you? X

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      • triciabertram says:
        July 20, 2014 at 7:43 am

        Oh Pooky, it is such a work in progress for me. In the last two weeks i’ve been dealing with – being surrounded by burglary, bullying, grief, fear of being a burden, a sense if being alone as opposed to lonely…
        The only way to survive for me is to try to embrace that which fills me with fear and anxiety. I’m so aware of the absence of my ‘Safe Place’. Such a beautiful poem, Pooks. xx

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      • PookyH says:
        July 20, 2014 at 7:59 am

        I’m sorry to hear this Tricia. It sounds terrifying. Is there anything I can do to help? X

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      • triciabertram says:
        July 20, 2014 at 8:07 am

        Pooky, I’ll message you privately Monday. I’ve my health psychologist and the nurse who discerns my care needs coming tomorrow. Life has been rough, but hearing about and looking at photos of Lyra and Ellie’s adventures is a life giving tonic for me. As are yours and others poetry blogs. xx

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      • PookyH says:
        July 20, 2014 at 8:30 am

        I’m sorry it’s been rough. I think of you often x

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  7. researcherann says:
    July 20, 2014 at 9:44 pm

    I can see what you mean, I’ve had some bad days, sometimes for no apparent reason, but then the sun breaks out and confidence returns, its a matter of time.

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