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Friday, August 10, 2007

The Past

Work I have been seeking
Money is of the necessity
the pipes are no longer leaking
The job search is getting the best of me.

I went to a place I worked long ago
this emailing of resumes is crap
Back to the ways of the days of old
Pounding the pavement and giving a rap

The big glass cube
standing with its presence
the sundial still in view
giving the time in the essence

I entered the base of the glass
the security was there to greet
May I help you? said the old lass
Answering her in a way that was sweet

I regained my past
the past I made for myself
some progress at last
By taking some dust off the shelf.
Penned by: at

2 comments:

Jill said...

The metaphors in this piece are perfectly allocated.

I feel it, sometimes, too.

August 13, 2007 at 8:45 AM
1 FN HandyMan said...

VERY nice! I like it!

August 14, 2007 at 12:06 PM

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