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Concealed and Protected

At work I act real normally like everybody else. I cross my t's quite formally and quick respond to bells. I answer questions that are asked while staying in my place. I crunch results as I am tasked and check them just in case. I (mostly) get to work on time and mind my p's and q's I've mastered stopping on a dime executive parking spots I don't use. Proper men and proper women not a single knows The secret world that dwells within from which my poetry flows.

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Keith Baker

Date: 9/4/2011 11:08:00 PM

I think this is a great poem and I identify with it a lot, I especially like how line 7 is worded. With that being said, and I know this isn't in the critique section but I like this poem enough for this to bother me so I feel it should be said, "real normally" just doesn't sound right. I think you should drop 'real'. Sorry if this is unwanted.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/29/2011 12:03:00 PM

ah yes Nancy we all carry that little precious secret with us.. a wonderful entry if for any contest luv.. reminds me of me when I worked in business world .. now just my hubby's secretary.. sometimes I wonder..haha..

S.Jagathsimhan Nair

Date: 8/29/2011 11:29:00 AM

better keep it that way, nancy, that's my advice..the moment others smell it, they will start finding faults with u because they have now a handy reason to attribute it to, jag

Tony Lane

Date: 8/29/2011 9:47:00 AM

You are a better person than I am. My work people read my poems an think that they explain a lot about me. Tony

Emma Mantle

Date: 8/29/2011 4:53:00 AM

A great write Nancy, so true. The place where poetry sits needs to be protected or else it can't flow. Well penned, best wishes Em :)

John Smith

Date: 8/29/2011 12:43:00 AM

Yea, it's sorta like 'conceal & carry' for handguns. You be packin' poems, mama! Pistols and poems; metaphors for each other. I like it.

Lee Ramage

Date: 8/29/2011 12:34:00 AM

Great poem, oh so true. it like a secret we all hold dear. Well done. Lee

Russell Sivey

Date: 8/28/2011 10:57:00 PM

The title of your poem fits it quite well!! I really enjoyed your write!! Thanks for sharing!!