Sunday, May 18, 2008

The Office

[Read Write Poem encouraged us to "turn our observations into similies" this week. Here is what I came up with.]



The Office

Dust bunnies roll like tumbleweeds
across the empty tile floor.
The bare walls bounce sound
like echoes in a box canyon.
Vultures pick over the boxed remains
stacked in the hallway,
while other wild things lurk green-eyed,
just out of range, waiting for a moment's inattention
for the chance to move in.
A tired posse with clipboards and brooms
valiantly tries to fend off scavengers
until the sheriff arrives to lay down the law
and hang a nameplate on the door.




17 comments:

Anonymous said...

I too couldn't get my similes right. I finally posted what I could.

However, yours works just fine.

stoicism

Anonymous said...

Now you did a great job here, it's very cool.

Anonymous said...

i love the vultures wanting the office!

sister AE said...

Hi, Gautami, thanks.

Thanks, Jo.

Hi, Carolee. That happens a lot around here!

Crafty Green Poet said...

That first line is terrific, that's an image I'll remember...

sister AE said...

Thanks, Juliet. That's the one that first came to me and spawned the whole rest of the piece.

Linda Jacobs said...

Love the extended metaphor! It made me chuckle!

sister AE said...

Hi, Linda. Thanks!

Anonymous said...

good work carrying it through to the nameplate!

sister AE said...

Thank you, artpredator.

Anonymous said...

Ah, dustbunnies- just what I have battling with the last few days... in more ways than one!
Excellent!
:)

Unknown said...

Sounds like every place I have ever worked! Well done.
Christina

sister AE said...

Thanks, Regina. And I hope you got the upper hand!


Hi, Christina. Thanks!

Jan said...

the mood is set by the dust bunnies appearance; then, the vultures swoop down, and oh, isn't man self-centered and territorial, and grabbing at every opportunity to stake a claim? i like it!

sister AE said...

Thanks, Jan!

Maria said...

you nailed that sucker...

sister AE said...

thanks, Maria.