Dec. 21, 2012
you sit daintily on top of office shelf
cocooned in mittens, scarves and boots
in someone else's cube, you hang like
falling pine tree in mid-flight, pinned
on sides & belly, without leaves & blooms
you throw snow pines, wet of colors -
red, pink, green & teal on walls
warming the office, grey
and dusty of statistics & files
which do not bother you one bit
for under the rectangular lights,
handwritten words leap
like burnt logs on cold winter day,
re-writing the cliches of printed lines
giving pause -
and for a moment, I pause too -
Dec. 27, 2012
you fold neatly into white card
creased tight in bright bows & bells
burrowed with messages & smiles
to last you for the next 360 days
empty wrappers & tags are filed for trash
new files & numbers are going up the board
the office hum is now a familiar refrain
quite different from festive carols but
these sounds do not faze you one bit
you had a front seat view to all
the merrymaking & good wishes,
cakes & chocolates passed around
like carousel & even by Santa Claus himself -
I index you under Cheers
a reminder of all things warm & lined with hope
Grace @ Everyday Amazing
Posted for: D'verse Poets Pub - Post-modern experimental - hosted by Anna Montgomery.
This is a snapshot of two working days - before and after Christmas.
I went to work today and decided to clear my office of Christmas stuff. I don't throw away the cards though but file them in my drawer.
I went to work today and decided to clear my office of Christmas stuff. I don't throw away the cards though but file them in my drawer.
