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Life of a Cubicle Dweller (Free verse) by loneshadow29

Lifeless gray Filling the space I live Looking over cubicle walls To a view of day???s wakening Watching as the sun shines bright Over trees and skies of blue Wishing I could be among the geese As they soar through the air But alas, I am bound To this lowly cage Until the evening comes When the sun lays to rest But soon, I will be able to bask In the warmth of the sun But for now, I must stay For dawn to dusk is a way of life In this compact little space I must call my home

god'swife 1-Oct-02/8:38 AM
I want more from this little poem. The subject si an important one, and there is so much material there to draw from. I think you should continue working on this and fleshing it out more. Make some observations about the dynamics between co-workers or some such thing. The contrast between nature and interior is too predictable. Wasn't there a poem posted about 2 weeks ago on the subject of office life that was pretty good I can't find it. Can any one tell me?




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