
Office Space
Monday strikes with fangs
A jolt of reality
That many wish would fade
*
Tuesday is slightly better
The sting is gone
Replaced by a serene focus
*
Wednesday is halved
Beginning with groans
And ending with hope
*
Thursday is a slog
As if molasses is underfoot
Yet we manage to proceed
*
Friday holds a cheer
But only at the end
When the worst is behind us
*
Saturday is eternal light
A return to rest and life
The shedding of some stress
*
Sunday
The antithesis of Wednesday
Relief transforms to dread
That is certainly an accurate description of the week. Of course, things are even more fraught with tension in the world for obvious reasons. I’ll also spare you a reference from The Cure with your poem.
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Very true. Now I have to listen to that song.
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Haha! Now it’s officially stuck in your head, too.
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Wouldn’t be the first time.
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This song or having a situation like this happen in general?
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Both. ๐
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Okay. Just wondering.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog.
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Thanks for sharing ๐
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Pleasure, Charles, you certainly nailed the days ๐
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It’s great how you use poetry to describe how a week goes.
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Thanks. ๐
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Excellent, Charles. You nailed the week.
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Thanks. ๐
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Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide Traci Kenworth YA Author & Book Blogger for all Genres as well as craft books and commented:
Like this, Charles!
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Thanks for sharing.
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You’re welcome, Charles!
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