Closing Time
The clanging of the bell
or the flashing of the lights
can mean only one thing.
It’s closing time!
Closing the doors that are ajar.
Reversing every “Open” sign.
Setting the security alarm.
It’s closing time.
Last call at the bar.
The EJ goes offline.
Bouncers show exits with their arms.
It’s closing time.
Waitstaff engaged in table clearance.
Chefs run kitchen checks.
The lights are turned up bright.
It’s closing time.
The cast makes their final appearance.
The lights come up next.
The exit doors swing open to the night.
It’s closing time.
The news your doctor tells.
The news that keeps you up at night.
The news that spoils everything.
It’s the final closing time.
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
Offline) - Published: November 14th, 2023 22:39
- Comment from author about the poem: All is well, just playing with words.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Hopefully, one door closes and another door opens!
Playing with words shows you know them so well Phil.
Andy
Phew Phil .. for a moment you had me in palpitation mode .. glad to learn you are okay .. Seasonal greetings to you and yours sir .. Neville
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