An Ordinary Day

Edvard Munch, “Moonlight”

An Ordinary Day

An ordinary day—
no sign of the night’s storm.
The sun’s shining through the trees,
casting shadows on the mounded earth
where new flowers spread their roots.
They sway in the May breeze, cheerful.

Inside the breakfast dishes are washed,
the rooms tidied, all the clutter swept away,
the bags disposed of.
The postman will come at the usual time,
delivering the usual collection of bills
and advertisements.
In the evening, the man of the house
will fix himrself a cocktail
and sit alone with the TV on.

An ordinary day, except there is one
where once there were two.

I know who killed me.
I have no body or voice. But–
you will know I still live here.

For Lillian’s dVerse prompt using titles of bad movies (the Razzie winners).

47 thoughts on “An Ordinary Day

  1. Oh my ….. wish you were sitting beside me because you would have heard my outloud response! Ohhhhhh how this twists at the end! VERY well done…I was not expecting that! 🙂

  2. Pretty Great, Merril! Love the pic you chose for the poem.
    I saw the pic, then read the poem. I knew what was coming!
    Munch’s painting is a big give away.
    I went over to see the movie titles. I recognized a few, and got a laugh.
    Thank you!

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