Call it a Day (Poem-A-Day 30!)

Alarm ClockFor today’s prompt, write a “calling it a day” poem. Some people might call this “Miller time,” others may refer to it as “closing time.” Just remember: Don’t call it a day until you put it in a poem.

Call it a Day

Jerked awake at 8am sharp
Like falling off a tree
Some part of my body
Knew I was late

After a night
Laying sleepless
Lights out
Indigestion burning
Mind spinning
Plans regrets fears
Until my phone
Warned of a tornado
Deflecting east
At 5am

When sleep descended
This foggy morn
I don’t know
But with work emails
Piling into my smartphone
At 8:03am
I decide
To call it day

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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