Release

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #591

Words:  switch, strip, status, air, paper, firm, minute, vision,
        bright, show, disappeared, release


He took a firm
stand.  Armed
with paper and pen
in hand, he proceeded
to write his letter
of release.  Vision 
bright, air clear,
he felt this minute
was the perfect
one to show his
superior–through
crisp, stripped
down sentences–
the status of his
feelings regarding
poor treatment he had
received for far too long.
His switch to a new
place of employment
woke him from a
hypnotic state
of staleness.  Would
his superior even 
care?  Doesn't matter.
He had become one
of the disappeared.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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