Mild of the week
two down, two to go
my heart races for freedom,
inside weekends of two days,
long hours the clock ticks
why can't it pass-by faster?
dare I look again
and gees it's only mid-week,
I want to fish, hunt and play
spend the good old slave check,
if their any left
after never-ending bills,
fish wait my table,
venison tantalize my taste buds,
but wait there's that clock
only a minute passed
and Wednesday is going to be here
forever....
Author notes
Wednesday - Kill me slowly
A contest entry
- Getting Through The Week by Dalaney.
1000 points, ended October 6, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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a good poem (please check over typos if you can before you enter a contest) I love the line, "and Wednesday is going to be here forever." thank you for entering. Lane
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