Lament of a filing clerk,A Poem by Poeticpierssonnet in tetrameterLament of a filing clerk. Another day draws to its close. A boring day like yesterday. Much like tomorrow I suppose. Each and every day the same. I go to work from nine to five The boredom starts when I arrive. I hardly know that I’m alive Each and every day the same Though I’m well paid for what I do I would like to try something new. A day dream which will not come true .Each and every day the same. I’d like to change but dare not try. I’ll be nobody ‘til I die. 26/02/2012 http:// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers © 2012 PoeticpiersReviews
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Added on February 27, 2012Last Updated on February 27, 2012 AuthorPoeticpiersNear Durham city UK, United KingdomAbout72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..Writing
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