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Poetic Tides Through Time #909901 added April 26, 2017 at 12:11pm (edited) Restrictions: None
Perpetual Motion
It’s the night before...
My life might change tomorrow,
Or not.
A job interview
A company from my past
An old job role.
But a new location
Different people
Same corporate structure?
Ten years is a long time
I don’t know if I remember
How to do the job
Or even if I have the
Energy for an eight-hour day
But time is running out
It’s now or permanent retirement
Which I fear will lead to
Perpetual sentient activity-
Nothing.
I’ll face the fear
Jump on the carousel
Hope for the best
Grab the brass ring
of Life.
Go ‘round a few times
Up and down…
Before I retire to face
Evolution eternal.
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Entry: April 26, 2017
Prompt: An office setting or office politics
For: Dew Drop Inn Poetry Workshop
Form: Fre verse
Syllabic Pattern: None
Rhyme Pattern: None
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~~Robert Frost
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