The Office

The file room Now it’s my office Small and complete Quaint and cute Many people come in For the files they use Eleven co-workers In one department Over four thousamd files Needing kept up and seen But also they come in Needing everything! “Can you…

Prompt 24: What Poetry Did While We Slept in V2

Bleary-eyed, now listening to documentaries for audio stimulation, after Rosanne became too annoying, I lean back, dully realizing that only a few hours previous I’d been dancing to the Pixies in my living room. I stayed awake with Poetry; Poetry kept me awake while keeping…

Tough Grandmama

I refuse to wait for the opportunity, so I borrow a bike from dad.   Its not a mountain bike nor is it a fixi, its only a leisure bike, and all of the bikers would steal a glance at me and the bike, sometimes…

Mr Cooper

Cooper you are sweet Lost and lonely short and cute Cooper, I love you

Thirty years is a long time to bear

I looked you up It’s been thirty long years Bitter first love Stabs a dagger through my heart Made me cold and distant For all these years I’ve let you go, I think But could we have been? No telling now After all you’re somewhere…

#PoemNo24

In the dead of the night, when the whole world is fast asleep It’s when I am truly awake, enlightened and graced by words. Every night, people are safely tucked under their favorite blankets, dreaming dreams…. I, on the other hand, wrapped up cozy in…

#24 – Not Attending Sunday School

Hang your head, the preacher man said. There is a hole, within your soul, and, you better fix it, before you’re dead. Amen, the choir sang. Amen, the crowd chanted. Amen, the church bells rang. Amen, the sinners recanted. Holy Rolling comes hard to me….

The Night Is For Sleeping

This is absolutely crazy The night is for sleeping But this is so fun! I cannot sleep Until my work is done! Writing my imagination Fleeing reality Just for 24 hours Is absolutely insane but at the same time I love it It’s like playing…

hour twenty four

they all sleep or read their books work on laptops and play on tablets they order more coffee or more mineral water i keep looking on the window watching the clouds go by

Asleep

The sleep of the dead, Begins as others awake. Still, dreamless slumber Restores the deprivation. This lack of sleep – Slowly, dreams begin A thin coat of sweat covers me. The sun makes its appearance known, Prying through my eyelids. Sounds of life outside –…