Margaret Alice Second

Gold Star - 16,533 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Last Day At Work (3rd Version) - Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Have already filled in a production sheet to prove I
did useful things after suffering immensely with
Internet flickering like demented Christmas tree
lights, losing email connection intermittently, but
suddenly my desk is clean,

Now – after completing my documents in a
demented state, fuming at the mouth, mind un-
stable, Disciples of Cool install a cable to ensure
continuous Internet connection; they arrive like
too late Angels of Mercy to be of use this year,

Too late, too late! I want to cry, too late by a hundred
years – do you know how much pain and confusion
your deliverance delay has inflicted on me? But I
subside, determined to pre-pave a smooth way into
a shining future, ready to chant old Dutch psalms

At eventide next to a blazing fire when the sky changes
into a velvet canopy studded with stars creating bling-
blings that make me long to paste glitter on every dark
possession that lurks in my cup-board at home…

Comments about Last Day At Work (3rd Version) by Margaret Alice Second

  • (12/8/2011 7:15:00 AM)

    Your piece makes me so glad I'm retired. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 9, 2011

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