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Monday morning ha’sonnet: WFH

Isolation
does have some good
compensations,
for how else could
I sleep ‘til eight,
have breakfast late
and be on time! Continue reading

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Why the windows are sealed

This is for dVerse’s Thursday Meet the Bar prompt “Setting“. I read the prompt when I got into the office this morning (time zone difference!), let it ferment throughout the working day, and this is what bubbled up… 

Oh and I should acknowledge that I lifted the phrase “rigor mortis of routine” from the Human Anvil’s ‘encore encore‘. It stuck in my mind when I read it, and has been sleeping there, waking whenever I unlock my office door.

The relentless hum of air-conditioning,
which neither cools nor moves the air,
is punctuated by the whine and click of a photocopier,
as voices, muted to an unintelligible muttering
penetrate the two-tone sage-green wall, Continue reading

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“use your morning commute time for self-care”

Muttado’s ha’sonnet “an opening” reminded me of this poem I wrote one morning some months ago. Early on in the pandemic when we were told to work from home, and everyone was very stressed, we were given the advice to “use your morning commute time for self-care”…. yeah, that worked.

Dragged untimely
from my womb-warm tub,
by the phone’s persistence,
the phone’s insistence, Continue reading

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no more thanks, I’m full

I’ve been trying to cut down on fatuousness
but it’s not easy this time of year,
as the platter of platitudes is passed along,
oozing with saccharine sweetness.
So with gratitude I’ll load my plate,
despite how hard they are to swallow,
then I’ll wash away the bitter after-taste
with a glassful of gin and bad attitude.

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windowsill / work-life balance?

Nick’s post Roud’s ‘English Year’ prompted me to look at my own window sill, which made me realise just how much work has invaded my personal space this year. Here is my list, not as interesting as Nick’s, but it pretty much sums up my year.    Continue reading

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Friday afternoon – outta here…

Pat the pockets, the hip
– those occupational OCD twitches –
keys, phone, wallet, ID
– all present and correct. Continue reading

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Invoking the priestess…

…or joining the blue-rinse set?

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “mystical“:  

Tomorrow
the unwanted,
but unavoidable,
journey must occur. Continue reading

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home, sweet home

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt, “home, sweet home”:  

Kick off your shoes,
hang up your coat.
and take off the face
that you’ve worn today
to meet all the
faces you’ve met.

Breathe out
the day’s disappointments.

Breathe in
the sweet smell of home.

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working week

A “Saturnica”, inspired by the very creative BoardFlak:

Monday Continue reading

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leadership training VI

The last leadership training session was this week, so here’s the (w)rap-up to the series (sing along with me):

I don’t need your SCARF
wrapped around my neck. Continue reading

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