Dave was in his office
when the power had cut out.
The lights went dark, no internet
and something clicked in him.
When the power had cut out,
Dave looked up from his desk
and something clicked in him,
he felt almost happy.
Dave looked up from his desk,
he nearly cracked a smile,
he felt almost happy.
Then the power came back on.
He nearly cracked a smile,
he was shortly free from monotony.
Then the power came back on,
and he went back to work again.
He was shortly free from monotony.
The lights went dark, no internet.
And he went back to work again.
Dave was in his office.
Submitted: September 16, 2015
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This poem was really meaningful. It would mean a lot if you read just one of my poems. Thank you for this experience.
Thu, September 17th, 2015 1:54amFor some reason my brain insisted on trying to read this poem as though it rhymed!...didn't seem to work though hahaha.
I really liked it!
Although...last time I checked you were "The Novelist" not "The Poemist" :P
~Randomsox
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Mike Stevens
I take it Dave was in his office? Which brings a trio of questions to mind: where did he work, was he happy there, did they have a vending machine? No, a fine poem!
Wed, September 16th, 2015 5:17pmAuthor
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God, I hope they had a vending machine at least, but how should I know? I'm just the narrator/writer. Thanks for reading!
Thu, September 17th, 2015 6:43am