Poetry (44)

 

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Desk

I’m at someone else’s desk.

Someone away for a month.

There’s a detritus of clues

About him:

 

Like an Award Certificate

Commending a man who

Always goes the extra mile

To  help others.

 

There’s a small globe which

From the nearest, seated view

Shows the vastness and the blue

Of the Pacific Ocean

And the motley garb

Of North America.

 

I hope it’s a month away

On holiday

And nothing sinister…

 

There are also two tiny models

Of Batmobiles

That may be pencil sharpeners

But I can’t tell.

 

His name is Old Testament

Judeo-Christian

Surname Angelicised

Scandinavian.

I appreciate his tidiness

Even if I have little to go on.

 

And to make his catalogue

Of virtues complete:

He has the window seat.

 

(© Copyright Pola Negri,  03/05/2016.)

 

 

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