NaPoWriMo Day #30: Closing

Hey guys! I can’t believe NaPoWriMo is actually over. Today is the last day, and I am so so happy that I was able to write a poem every single day. Commitment last year was certainly not as strong, so to complete a poem every day for thirty days in a row was wonderful to accomplish. Great job to everyone who participated, regardless of whether they met their goals or not! Some of them I know are: Bernie, Katie, Leah, Madison, and Misty. I enjoyed reading everyone’s poetry this month 🙂 Thank you to Maureen Thorson over at the official NaPoWriMo site who provides us with such fascinating poetry recommendations and challenging prompts. Can’t wait to do it all again next year. Enough of me yapping, on to the poem!


Closing time 

lights are shut off, registers are locked
chairs are turned over and placed on table tops,
money is counted (is it enough to pay the bills?)
heater’s turned off, it’s worth the chills.
Counters are cleaned, windows are sprayed
Goodbyes are said, waves are made,

“see you at 8,” she proceeds to say.

the weight of the day is dissolved
by warm oranges and rich pinks
that infuse the sky.
turning the welcome sign over,
drawing the shades,

and the sounds of work have fallen silent now.

turning the key in the knob,
the click finishes it off.
you unlock your car door,
and the sounds of silverware clinking,
chatter about current events,
the hum of the TV
go off in your head
as you drive home.

And as you turn into your drive away,
you’ll have to pull out of it tomorrow
and undo it all over again.

 

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