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A Poem by Antonionioni
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The view from the office desk on Friday afternoon. Well it's better than Monday morning, I suppose!

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Sat in the office, and what can I see?
Here in the office, with my cup of tea
Here in the office, they are all friendly
Sat in the office, trying to keep busy

Stuck in the office, outside it's sunny
Here in the office, it's hot and gloomy
Here in the office, the phone rings for me
Stuck in the office, can't write poetry

I hate the office, it's no comedy
Here in the office, the clock's cruelty
Here in the office, boredom factory
I hate the office, its hierarchy

Can't leave the office, there's many like me
Can’t leave the office, not till we’re sixty
 

© 2008 Antonionioni


Author's Note

Antonionioni
There's not really much difference whether you work in an office or a factory or a shop, I imagine the feelings are pretty much the same. What d'you think?

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Many thanks Wordcrafter!

Posted 16 Years Ago


This sonnet, the repetition very much emphasises what the words are saying, good synchronicity between words, rhythm and theme.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Antonionioni
Antonionioni

Manchester, United Kingdom



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I'm Antonionioni. I also answer to Tony. I try not to be phoney and I try not to be moany. I write a daily sonnet but not only. My writings often get lonely. Please read them and you won't disown me. .. more..

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