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Freedom from work, a poem by Nia Simone
Freedom from Work
How nice not to have to get serious.
No need to schedule a meeting.
No wondering when,
of four hundred and sixty
To Dos
one will fall through a crack.
And show up on my review.
No more having to be reasonable
or confine my passions to the acceptable.
No getting narrowly defined.
Though you made it worthwhile
for you (all y’all) accepted my narrowly channeled passion
and let me experience
work with
love.
Now I slipped through a crack
and I am free from work.
Copyright © 2013 Nia Simone. All rights reserved.
Impressions, a poem by Nia Simone
Impressions II
A dog’s paw
has five pads.
They leave their prints in the snow
and they leave them in the mud.
Pads and claws impressed, showing
they were here.
We leave a stamp too
everywhere we go.
A flat-footed shoe-
a boot-
or a lovely curve
and toes.
Hopes and dreams
left by feet
pressed in ink
then on paper.
A baby has a heavy head –
then becomes a man or woman
and sinks her prints in
other humans
and sometimes deep within the earth.
But in the end
mud and snow
and buried hearts
wash even these away.
Copyright © 2013 Nia Simone. All rights reserved.
Nicci Carrera 