Monthly Archives: September 2015

Chained to Earth


That’s how they feel
Heavy, dead, numb

Useless lumps of weight
Useless lump of weight I am

No pain

I wish there was
To feel pain
To feel anything
Would be divine


I have had enough
Why didn’t I pass?
Why am I stuck here?
In this state
In this manner

Heavy useless lump of weight

Chained to earth
Anchored to life

Too heavy
Too numb
To die

Copyright, D M Day, 2015


Grandmother’s China


Blue and white
Hairline cracks
A reminder of a simpler time

Plates, cups and saucers
Three tier cake stand
Sugar tongs

On a dresser of highly polished oak
For something so fragile

Don’t touch
It’ll break
To be looked at

Never to be used again
Just look at it
You can see the dust thicken

Over the blue and white

Copyright, D M Day, 2015