Our Poetry Collection

The Quiet Dignity of the Night Shift Worker

While others dream, they stack the shelves,And keep the secrets to themselves.They clean the floors, they guard the gate,And wrestle with a lonely fate.They watch the sun begin to...

The Dignity of a Closing-Down Shop

The shelves are sparse, the windows bare,A heavy silence in the air.The 'Everything Must Go' sign fades,A relic of forgotten trades.The owner smiles, a little tired,His lifelong pa...

The Strange and Sacred Bond of the Work Spouse

You know the code, the secret sighs,The meaning in my rolling eyes.You brew the coffee just right when,The clock has barely struck ten.A bond forged under fluorescent light,In shar...

The Lullaby of the Last Star

When all the others have burned out,And darkness swirls and reigns throughout,One final, tiny, trembling spark,Sings softly to the endless dark.A lullaby of what has been,Of cosmic...

The Hushed World of a City Blizzard

The sirens sleep, the traffic's gone,A soft, white blanket on the lawn.The city's roar, a distant dream,Submerged in this quiet, frozen stream.The world is cancelled for a day,The...

The Quiet Power of Being First Awake

The house still breathes its sleeping sighs,Beneath my feet, the darkness lies.I am the keeper of the dawn,Before the day is fully drawn.This cup of coffee, warm and deep,A secret...

The Minor Panic of a Misplaced Wallet

The gentle pat, then harder now,A worried wrinkle on my brow.The pockets empty, where's the lump?My stomach does a nervous jump.My life, my name, my plastic soul,

The Deep Satisfaction of a 'Good Tired'

Not the soul's fatigue, the mind's decay,That eats the light out of the day.But muscles, humming, low and deep,With promises of honest sleep.A pleasant ache in back and bone,A wear...

The Quiet Camaraderie of Early Risers

A single light across the street,The muffled sound of lonely feet.The coffee maker's gentle sigh,Beneath a pale and waking sky.We are a secret, silent club,In dawn's soft, solitary...