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Weekend Regrets and Reflections

Weekend Regrets and Reflections

Weekend Regrets and Reflections

It wasn’t like I could
help it.
Last night was a blur of
wishes and was-es
regrets and never-s
sighs and bellows
cries that life
hadn’t come home.

I waited all night,
all my life,
but I was left with
empty promises
unfulfilled dreams and
an unsatisfied
strife-
a fight that wasn’t worth
my time.

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Well, another Monday, folks. Here we are again and here we go to another work week. Above I gave you a lil’ diddy that might just explain some of those regrets coming off a weekend high. Or a weekend hangover, for that matter. Either way, hope you enjoy and here’s to hoping you’re going to have a not so regretful Monday.

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Misanthropic Monday

Misanthropic Monday

Misanthropic Monday

It’s just a-
nother
Misanthropic Monday
that flagship of the
work week fleet of
order bellowing days,
a daze of an up and at ‘um
caffeine fueled haze squeezed
between forced philanthropy
espoused values that profess
an honest way is an honest wage
love your neighbor and everyone
else who gets paid and
a million other things that beat
grate and drain while you,
hand pressed to ears,
grit your teeth, bare it, march on
through the never ending maze of
paychecks,
customers,
co-workers,
weekends,
bosses,
deadlines,
decisions,
dedication,
praise.

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Rise and Pine

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Rise and Pine

Long ago, oh, long ago!
Where for art thou, long ago?!
Deny my present and refuse
thy fate,
or, if thou wilts not,
then just give me a break!
because every Monday I’ve
grown to hate
the garish light that
through that damned
yonder window
breaks.

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Ohhh, Monday again. Sorry to say, folks, but we’ve got another work week head. That’s alright though because, hopefully, you’re starting it off with this little poem. Though I’d give it a go. Been a while since I slaughtered a bit of the bard’s prose. Here’s to hoping it gives you a smile, that your day flies by, and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

 

Monday Scrap

Monday Scrap

Monday Scrap

Well the air I breath
it’s killing me
the food I eat
ain’t much kinder
and the daily routine
doc says burning me
so I strive to find
just got to find
that fated line where
my fire’s lit
and my time
is time.
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Yeah, I know- It’s Monday again, folks. Well, I got this nice little scrap to toss up above. It is one of my notes labeled ‘possible Monday poem’ so I figured I’d go on ahead and toss it on up there. I’m sure you get the feeling of it but I just gotta pound it out a little more and add a bit more cadence to it before it drums to my liking.

Well, as always, here’s to hoping your day flies on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you go home tonight.

Compensation

Compensation

Compensation

I deserve a lil’
something
for dealing with these
morning woes
I’ve got one hand
out
(the other’s too busy
holding my coffee)
demanding a raise simply
because I
rose.
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Mornin’, Folks. Made it another round back to Monday, didn’t we? Well, hopefully you’re either in love with your job or getting paid enough to rise early and stay going until the day is gone because, man, can those hours seem long if you aren’t. This little one above is a nice call to that, feeling those mornings where you just don’t think you’re getting paid enough to get up and go through the Monday mornin’ drag.

 

Well, ending that little rant, here’s to hoping your day flies by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

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