Day is Done

30 Apr

Day is Done
by L. Stewart Marsden

Time to wipe the bar
and clean the glasses;
upturn the chairs,
unplug the juke box;
sweep the vinyl-tiled floor
and empty the garbage;
switch off the neon Bud sign
and draw the blinds;
check the men’s room
and flush the commode;
check the salt shakers
and refill the ketchup bottles;
count the ones, fives and tens
and staple the charge slips;
mark down the To Buy stuff
and make sure the front door is locked.

One last look, and flick the lights off,
exit the back door and turn the deadbolt;
throw the garbage in the dumpster;
turn the key and hope the Chevy will start,
flip on the radio for some nice mellow tunes,
pull through the parking lot,
tires crackling on the stones,
light up a Marlboro, hang my elbow out the window;
check the traffic, watch the yellow caution light blink off and on,
the cold night mist slowly rising from the road;
deep drag and exhale, smoke escapes into the night,
check the road once more, before pulling out to the right.

Another day. Another dollar.
I’ll see you guys tomorrow.

Day is done
Gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky —
All is well,
Safely rest,
God is nigh.

— the lyrics to Taps

Thus endeth the 30 days of writing poetry for The National Poetry Month poetry writing challenge.

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