Working In The Old Wilson Building On New Spring Day Poem by Wanda Swim Strunk

Working In The Old Wilson Building On New Spring Day

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Rainwater bounces off the window glass
Sounding as if a million pebbles are being thrown at
The old Wilson Building
Housing this working lass

Thunder first rumbles
Into a loud atmospheric shake
Then winds down to the slightest of grumbles
A thunder can make

Appearing as if the sky is shouting
Wake up land from your winter nap
The ground hides under it’s cover
Who likes to be shouted at?

Rain washes the structure’s aged bricks anew
A flicker of its youth shines through
But the building is stuck where it is at
What else can a building do?

Alone in the old Wilson building on a new spring day
Housed in a crumbling monument to yesterday
Resisting the urge to run away

I am stuck *tick* tick* typing on my own
Wishing to leave but not go home
Inclined to distraction and letting my mind roam

Encapsulating stifling building made of strong brick on sturdy ground
Has nothing to fear when rain and thunder are around
But wind; now that’s a different story all around
Wind can blow this whole world down

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

you know? they actually construct skyscrapers to give a little during high winds. thank God for the Discovery Channel! you are right, it is somewhat frightening when the wind picks up and you can feel the building sway ever so slightly. it's good to see you writing again, Wanda! Jake

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Allan James Saywell 21 March 2007

This poem has a bit of spring in it AJS

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