The Work Week: Three Sonnets by Brian Kunde

The Work Week: Three Sonnets
by Brian Kunde

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The Work Week: Three Sonnets
by Brian Kunde

Monday Morning:

The sun beams through the blinds, announcing day:
The clock has rung, so spring from your repose,
And last night's dreams leave nestled where you lay.
The floor's not near as cold as you suppose!
The shower's going: let the water warm,
And scrape your whiskers till the mirror steams.
Then hop into the bath, and brave the storm
That issues from the shower-head in streams.
Get dry! Get dressed! Get with it, or you're late!
Your cereal spoon quickly from your bowl!
Don't take the time to taste the food your ate:
Get in the car, and be prepared to roll!
Now turn the key, and gun the engine; streak
To work; begin the labor of the week!

Wednesday Afternoon:

You've hit the nadir of your happiness,
As far from this week's birth as its demise:
The work between exceeds in emptiness
All other tasks comparable in size.
The purpose that you bore when starting out
Was bored to death by boredom in-between,
And though for some rebirth of will you scout,
The days through which you scan for it look lean.
You know the way each ending week renews
The wont to work on that which now you won't,
But that won't work until you've paid your dues
To mid-week doldrums, which should die, but don't.
You'll struggle on in ennui every hour,
Until the might of Wednesday loses power.

Friday Evening:

The time's at hand to turn computers off,
And set your desk in order for the night.
Your work-a-day persona you can doff:
The week-end lies ahead to set you right.
Turn out the lights, and lock the door: you're past
The hustle-bustle you have borne all week.
The never-ending chores are done at last,
So let them go, and recreation seek.
You've two whole days of liberty, for fun,
But though they now seem long, their flight is swift:
Planned ill, and they'll slide past ere they've begun,
And you'll be left dis-satisfied, and miffed.
Fill well your time: too quickly, you'll discern,
Next Monday, and the work-week, will return.

The Work Week: Three Sonnetsby Brian Kunde