Cats will walk in and keep you company,
you smile and know everything is alright.
With a meow they’re melting away stress
as they catch those zoomies innocently.
In your home office play brings a love bite,
instantly proud they are built to impress.
Mindlessly grooming with a hand or comb,
such a simple motion brings pure delight.
Kitties bring calm in the midst of a mess.
The joy of a pet when you work from home?
Priceless.
The home office became synonymous with covid. Men built desks, for their wives, with their bare hands. Once again, a hammer and nails, took to a tree. Once again, and perhaps, for such a time as this, a husband found out just how hard at work his wife truly is.
—quote by poet
Taking Licks
Lily licks my hand
with tiny sandpaper tongue
as far as it goes
fur’s unruffled on desk shelf
on tenterhooks, daughter works
My dad lay in bed, ready to go to sleep.
I asked him "Dad, do you remember me?"
" I was your daughter. Your only child.
Just take your time Dad, think for a
while."
" Look at these pictures of you and me,
do they spark your memory?"
" These pictures that you see, is a
birthday party you threw for me."
She held him close in disbelief and asked
over again. "Do you remember
me?"
" She said look closely, do you recall?"
A puzzled look on Dad's face, said it all.
He responded. " I'm, sorry honey, I wish I
could. His sad response she understood.
His memories just disappeared. Leaving
her with heartfelt tears.
Alzheimer's disease has found it's way.
Much to a loving daughter's, great dismay.
Her Dad doesn't know her anymore. Now
she carries special memories of him and
her.
Alzheimer's Association is
a wonderful Charity to make
a donations to. Home office:
225 North Michigan Ave FL.17,
Chicago Illinois 60601
May God bless those who
contribute to this great cause,
to find a cure. You never know
if it may affect someone in
your family or friends. Please
share your own personal stories
in the comments, if you have
any. Thank you...
Home is the place to be,
Except for mess, you see,
Woke up, my hair's a mess,
Fat hips a mess, I confess,
Craft den's a mess,
Home office mess bless,
Clutter made this clutter,
Simple swearing I do utter,
Went to sit in the sun,
Weeds making their own fun,
Mess multiplication,
Seed proliferation,
My brain's stinking thinking,
Into mess I've been sinking,
I sat down to laugh,
God bless mess and chaff,
Home is the best,
Despite all this mess!
A building is not a home,
Because it’s got a nice foam:
There has to be some blood ties
One can feel their truths and lies
Or man and woman with rings
That control their reckless wings…
A building is not a home
For looking like ones in Rome:
It has to be rather safe:
The skins there should not just chafe…
You get to like Homes caring:
The best place for child-rearing,
Children strict ideas grabbing
But for soon sniffed ones grubbing…
A building is not a home
For its finished top like office:
The White House is an office
Don’t in your home office fix.
Supari type thugs often use spy gadgets,audio bugs and hidden cameras to record audio and video.Spy gadgets are available in the shape of internet modem,usb device,mobile charger,energy saver,switch socket,Lcd,TV, trolley, Writing Pen,Ladies Purse,Suit Button,Hand watch,Head Cap,AC,Glasses,flower pot,cloth hanger and washroom mirror.Spy gadgets need electricity to work and that is why they are often attached with internet and telecommunication devices.
Spy gadgets are planted in the Lounge,home,office,guest house and hotel rooms.
Note.Grow up Dude no dues are Left...
photography
needed a dark room
poetry
had to have a home office
dogs and cats
built a compound
painting
where is my art studio?
my hobbies are a result of my obsessive personality
They usually last two years, two and a half tops
Poetry has lasted four, and painting has lasted six
These two are the exceptions
Maybe because I was always looking for them
…on an Amtrak train.
Business-class from DC to Trenton.
It's the work rush.
There is a white man.
Dark eyes.
Gray temples…
Southern.
Loud.
Acting important. Unimportant.
Let's call him John.
...5 rows behind him something I see something standing.
A flicker?
He's been on his cell phone since he boarded.
He's talking loud, in a rush, fear in the undercurrent of this voice.
An unnoticed waver…as if he's in his home office.
Knowing but without knowing …
His eyes roam. Nervous.
It's toxic and spreading…
Everyone else on the train “seems”…
Unbothered.
Unscathed.
Unnoticed.
Everyone sees but does not!
You can feel the tension…it!
It is sharp like a razor.
Everyone is secretly annoyed. Scared?
There standing a shadow even in the light! A figure?
...white eyeless sockets, staring.
The shadowy thing begins moving, gliding…
To him!
Around him…
People are avoiding it,
something,
unknown,
unseen!
Without understanding. Blind!
He writes down a number.
…stands up and looks around frantically. Moving…
People pass...
Him. It.
Into twilight BOUND!
When do we knock off?
Home offices, not for toffs,
I stagger to the desktop,
Yikes, another job!
Guess it won't take me long,
Piss off my phone, should be my song,
We can afford gas for cars vehicular,
But not allowed anywhere particular,
So, we work in the home office,
Jobs designed for masochists!
Recess Bell
Where'd it go
That twice a day relief
Leaving behind blackboard's chalk-lines
To immerse in the blacktop chalk-lines
That place where hop scotch
Poison line
River ball
Target ball
Quickly made chalk nubs
Made innocent everyone's fun
Made sad classroom returns
That ringing in our ears
Announcing freedom time
Now but a morning and afternoon
Workplace coffee break
Signaled by silent bells
Company rules
Good for morale
Where'd it go
The real breaks of our youth
That escape from control-seeking minds
Racing across playgrounds
Making sweat that was real
Laughter that was infectious
Exhaustion no amount of
Head-time on the desk
Could relieve
Chalkboards out
Monitor screens in
Grownup hours made endless
Stress related focus
9 to 5 at the desk
7 to 10 at home-office sanctum
Homework
The evolved institution
Resulting in maybe...
Possibly getting...
A gold pen?
A gold watch?
A golden parachute?
Maybe?
Recognition
Reward
Life's profit margin
Remaining ever questionable
When an office manager doesn’t make his or her quota,
he or she can be sent to Bismarck, North Dakota.
Sometimes, it gets colder there than Anchorage, Alaska.
Does the company have an establishment in Siberia?
Even though they have been in the home office for a while,
managers may find themselves going off into exile.
To the average person with a family, it is not great
when they have to pull up their stakes and relocate.
That is the time to sever ties with the company.
To find something closer, send out a resume.
High above clouds
You flew
Radar focusing beneath
In search of prey.
Image fell on screen
One walking in haste
His head bowed down
Wondering at
Mismatching arithmetic
At home, office
Breaking his back
To meet ends both
Nebulous mind.
Flare in your eyes
Like a diving bird
Impertinent crash landing
Sharp claws clung
An ascension with prey
Into unreachable heights
Vanishing into thin blue.
A quill is shed
Life drops dead.
“What’s One?”
Guru of algebra: One is One.
Suffrage agitator: One is vote.
Labour party leader: “Claps” is ONE.
Conservative party leader: ONE is “claps”.
Egalitarian: One is ANY.
Sociologist: One is many.
Psychiatrist: One is hidden.
Philosopher: One is what.
Brother polygamist: One is a quarter.
Dictator: 1 is I.
Home Office Minister: ONE is who.
Poet: two are halves of one.
Tunis, March 2010
Your Return Has Been Selected for Audit
By Elton Camp
The government letter that Joe read
Every taxpayers so much does dread
“Your return, for audit, has been picked.”
Joe is certain that, by the IRS, he’s licked
Tax advice he accepted from his brother
But wishes he’d listened to some other
“There’s no way you will get caught.
Just the way I file is what you ought.”
The thousands Joe said he gave his church
He fears the lie has left him in the lurch
The 1985 model car to charity he gave away
Was worth ten thousand, he did unwisely say
Claiming that he supplied a client a $200 dinner
To the IRS has made him look just like a sinner
The home office deduction he decided to claim
Is another fraud that the IRS will be able to name
Joe began to loudly scream and fearfully wail
And wondered if he would spend time in jail
pots of very hot tea
silence
dog on the quilt in my bed
rests his head on my lap
MAC, workbooks, spread around
writing
answering
students are sleepy, clients are lazy
rain smudges my outdoor view
close my eyes rest back on the pillows
cant move
but why should I
a rare and perfect day
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