A New Job

She pulled into the cul-de-sac

Then put her car to rest

Had gone along with everything

Accepted every test

 

There was still no way of knowing

If her efforts would bear fruit

Though she knew she looked the part at least

Bedecked in her new suit

 

She sat there for some moments

Just unwinding from the fray

Her mind all full of jumble

Was it really worth the pay

 

Then she stepped into the darkness

Approached the sullen door

Knocking really quietly

Beneath her breath she swore

 

Quickly it was opened

A male soon took the space

It was all that she could muster

Just to look upon his face

 

I am your local candidate

I trust I have your vote

His laugh was rather menacing

With a hint of mocking note

 


Comments:
 
Elton4562   Elton4562 wrote
on 10/8/2010 6:47:04 AM
Your poem made me stop and think how intimidating-perhaps even dangerous- it might be to stand for public office. Good job. Elton

Caterpillar   Caterpillar wrote
on 10/7/2010 9:46:12 PM
This has great flow when read aloud, and the words are picturesque, though what I loved most about it was how it went right to the heart of the emotions.

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