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At the End of the Road, At the End of the Day

After Angella Voras-Hills


fallen green apples here and there
at a dead end, the yard is
where in the story lies an
ending, the life I lead an illusion
a collage along the road of
broken houses bathed in light
a quiet moment, a lament when
the day bleeds into colors
and all my realities and dreams connect 


There is an illusion of light when the colors connect.
from an Angela Voras-Hills poem.

(Golden Shovel Form)

Workday

While adults are bound by the obligation of work 
The children get caught in the routine of school 
All are engaged through the days of the work week 
To earn a living or prepare for the work life ahead

After the weekend of rest, fun, and labour 
The body is forced back into that same routine 
Obeying the sequence of those who created the order 
Made to ensure unchallenged control of humans

The Predictable Old Workday Grind

Organ grinder
Meat grinder
Bump-and-grind
   The workday grind

Get up, get out of bed
Drag a comb across my head
Yeah, Yeah, Paul: You knew that was coming --
   Go to work 
   Pour the coffee
   Water the plants 
   Sharpen some pencils
   Head for the water cooler
   Trade some stories...gossip a bit
   Stall...stall...stall...and stall some more...

Get to the meeting on time
Look engaged
Back to my cubby 
   And then: 
   What's this?  A poem?  
   A what?  A poem!
   A poem appears
   comes flying from my fingers
   onto the keyboard 
   up on the screen
   read... saved... printed … 
   posted on social media... 'liked'

   All over the internet 
   Gone viral
   I'm a thing 
   a downright event!
   Yeah, sure I got canned 
   Of course...
   Know anyone looking for a new poet?


            December 03, 2019
         Predictable Poetry Contest
          Sponsor: Nina Parmenter

This Gentleman's Workday

Arose before dawn
Smelled the coffee
Fed my dog  
Worked in a workout 
Showered and dressed 
Drove ahead of the pack
First in the building 
Dove headfirst into work 
Developed and crunched concepts 
Made calls and commitments
Met people shook hands 
Exchanged and grew trusts
Followed through and advanced
Checked up on progress 
Oiled wherever needed 
Jumped inevitable hoops 
Made sure all were pleased
Refused all distractions
Did the best that I could 
Stayed focused and faithful
Performance objectives achieved 
Was a well oiled machine 
Turned off the lights 
Drove home in the dark 
Quantified the day 
Satisfied with exception
Smiles were mostly obligatory 
Heart remained disengaged
Were you my reward 
At the end everyday
The brass ring I reach for 
Would transform into gold
Cut excess work-time
Embark in joyful productivity 
Blessed forevermore creating with you 
Fed my dog 
Fed me
Said my prayers 
Went to bed

Overwhelmed By Brutal Workday

lay clothes fall, hit the bedroom floor,
as do those indentured servants bound to my chest.
yawning tears puddle, blur optical lenses,
amble senselessly toward the cookies and chips.
denial as blinds open and close near tv set.
chills before wine sets in and cozy socks settle the argument.

2/19/2019

Workday

seven thirty eight
chirping in the prying light
library lowing

10/10/2018

The Woes of Limited Time To Write

A writer, a poet or even journalist would understand and know,
You can not wait for the muse to take over and words to just flow,
But life keeps you busy with work and all sorts of things to do,
You have limited time for leisurely things that belong to you.

We fall into habits to strive for that time for our postings to take flight,
Next thing you know you are staying up at all costs through the night,
Tonight, I bid my audience and comrads an early night and an adieu,
I need to rest my head and eyes that I am most surely overdue.

**but I had a glorious day outside..most of the day outside..
and an interview!
should not complain I did that national wildlife week one today
and the animal pictures took forever to find and do

Work Is Hard To Find

Work Is Hard to Find 

When you have to spend 

All your time 

Studying as a poor college student 

Day in and Day out 

Never knowing where 

You will be going 

Or the path that lies ahead for you

You are grateful 

That you have three meals a day 

Even if you get them

By government loans

When you do not own a car 

Or have any say in the way 

That your life is because 

The government decides for you

How much they think 

You do or do not need in loans

All based on your parent’s income

They do not know about their bills 

Or the pressure they have 

It kills them late at night when they are sleeping 

It haunts you too  when you are weeping 

However, there is hope if you make it 

Taking the long route in college for there are grants to be given 

You wake up one morning and there is 

Enough money to cover all your costs in the fall

Although I can not count on it and the fear 

Is here approaching 

That Obama will disappoint us all

Another Day

Another day breaks
Bursting upon the sky
Changing colors which enter the eye

Dangers disappear as light it grows
Erasing the fears 
Fear of the crows

Gentle breezes too begin to blow
Happy noises begin to grow
Into this world I now must step
Just in time for meetings kept

I but worry keeping my mind on time

Hurring now through the day 
Giving away my life and time 
Fearing now those who before
Envisioned thoughts in the mind
Dreaming and fearing coming dark
Changing colors which enter the eye
Broken now with a deep sigh
Another day has passed me by

Beauty desoliving about me now
Crows wings spreading covering the ground
Destroying the freedom that was found

Everyone runs quick to hide
From this terror now residing outside
Given to fears that were once before
Hidden within the sun

Into a house they all will run

Happy tunes no more to be sung
Gratitude sold for a beer
Fleeting moments gone with the sun
Expound the increase 
Daylight hours again shall be found
Caring again shall abound
Beauty shall open unto me
Another day dawns revealing  the ground

Try To Make Ends Meet

I work in a factory 10 hours a day 7 days a week the money I make is not enough to pay 
debts. But somehow someway it gets me through I live day by day sometimes I don’t see 
how. So I put faith in Jesus he always makes a way when we don’t see one. I love him and 
thank him always for being there and never letting me down. Thanks Jesus for everything.

Just Another Day

the first hint of a shiver
running down my spine
I look to see what caused it
but the meaning of it still hides

the following day
it hits again
with a force
that could not be reckoned

by morning I am a mess
with a pounding head i stress
should I spend the day in bed
or face the day ahead

the thought of bed
stays in my head
but oh what will my boss say
if I stay at home instead?

clambering out of bed I say
"a long day it will be today!"
within the hour I knew that i was right
constant sympathy "oh gosh, are you alright?"

my bed all day, it calls me
beckoning me home 
reluctantly I turn back round.
to do the work that I now hold

When five o clocks comes around
Well, I've never moved so fast
Settling back into bed, what a relief
With a bit of luck please let this bug pass

One Day At a Time

As i sit on an office chair, feeling confined
i feel i gotta take life one day at a time
lining up for the rat race
but yet i fell that i haven't been born
yet still all the other cats chase
while I'm just trying to get my foot in the door
I'm trying to get up that ladder, but i got both feet tied
I'm trying to make people happier, so Ive become accustomed to lies
of course i, would love to use my foresight and make a means to the end
but I'm forced by, my short sight, to make the same mistakes again
now i toss and turn
lying in my bed feeling confined
dreaming for what i yearn,
hoping i can start again one day at a time

Tapping Fingers

On the job he sits at his desk all day
The boss is gone?  He flew the coop!
Tapping fingers ‘til the day is done
 He'd better watch out, it'll soon be gone

We work all week, plus some over- time
At the beauty shop, his wife in style
Tapping fingers ‘til the day is done
He'd better watch out, it will soon be gone

One of these days, I’ll run this show
I will be rich! Pockets full of rolls
Tapping fingers ‘til the day is done
He'd better watch out, it'll soon be gone

Glenlivet

On this day her touch
Simply will not suffice
So Glenlivet tall 
Poured over ice

Pure tan healing 
After a day too long
Comfort revealing
From 86 strong

Welcome Home Dad

The sun shines through my window,
Awakening me with its warmth.
My eyes open to the light that it sheds on me,
My day begins.

I grab my shower,
Feeling the water as it sooths my mind.
I put my clothes on ,
And begin a new day.

I enter the hostile world,
The crooks,thieves,and vigilants.
I fight my way to work,
Through the road rage and never ending traffic.

The day is over,
I fight my way back home.
I enter the door and lean against it,
And the most wonderful thing happens.

My daughter takes my hand,
All the strife of the day just,
Dissapears.

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