Some days are So big
that you don't need a diary entry to remember it
eons later...
The day you started your new job ,
and really rocked at it
and
the day you got into a major accident
where your helmet proved to be your
shining armour but you were no knight.
You drive back rather bemused
that it was in fact
all the same day.
Where you kicked estoppel's ass
and sailed through shipping contracts
and
also pressed both the brakes
to avoid hitting that jackass
who was trying to cross the road
recklessly running right in front of you
Knees and feet bleeding
Blood clots already forming
what am I gonna tell my new boss?
Some moments are engraved sharply in our memories.......scary, that person darting in front of you. Yikes. Lovely to see you in the Pantry, Samyuktha.
ReplyDeleteYour diary entry works very well as a poem! I like the truth and immediacy of the voice.
ReplyDeleteAnd I still like it very much second time around. Definitely worth bringing back for another airing, and hopefully more readers!
DeleteI really like the striking imagery. And like Rosemary suggests, the truth of it all.
ReplyDeleteSounds like an action packed life...stressful....now i have to lie down:)
ReplyDeleteI want to read your diary if every entry is as eventful! And is every page a poem? I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteLucky are those who have not had an experience with others foolishness that causes an accident. Those days are forever imprinted in your memory.
ReplyDeleteNow I'm intrigued. I should go back and look at my own diary/journal and see if any entry strikes me as a poetic piece.
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