The appointment

[nick]

Golden sunlight glows between the trees,
dew glistens, sparkling in the morning sun,
a new day greeted by bird song.

Oh to wander free and sniff the heady scents
of dawning day, to breathe the morning air.
Or else to lie a while in bed
and let this new day ease its way into my conscience
gradually.

Alas, not today, the appointment is early
and so I must move fast and get myself prepared.
My clothes are laid out ready, quickly dressed.

Room service!

Breakfast brought in on a tray.
Two sausages, bacon, two eggs, no mushrooms.
I asked for mushrooms, wont stay here again.

The meeting room is in the building
just a short walk down the hall.

Strange attendees,
the accommodation manager,
a doctor, a priest,
a professional killer,
not the sort of people you'd ask to dinner.

They want me to address the meeting.
not good with words, there's not a lot to say.
"Tell mum I love her, you've got it wrong,
it wasnt me".

The meeting isn't long,
no afternoon or evening to this day.

Golden sunlight glows between the trees,
dew glistens, sparkling in the morning sun,
a new day greeted by bird song.
The world continues on.

[MysticalBurrito]

:) Another awesome poem ^_^

[nick]

Glad you liked it, no one else seems to :(

[Zazu]

Your poems are really good Nick, they all seem to have a certain style, a certain wit, which I really like, they're always great to read :)

With this one, I get two ideas in my head of what could be happening. 1) Seems like some kind of narrative to someone's day. 2) Again a narrative to someone's day, but almost as if they're being presented in front of a court to then receive a death sentence.

[TigerLily]

Your poems are really good Nick, they all seem to have a certain style, a certain wit, which I really like, they're always great to read :)

With this one, I get two ideas in my head of what could be happening. 1) Seems like some kind of narrative to someone's day. 2) Again a narrative to someone's day, but almost as if they're being presented in front of a court to then receive a death sentence.

^ I always read it as a poem about someone on death row myself, but I think this is a poem open to interpretation, so its always interesting to see how other people will perceive it
Another impressive poem Nick :)

[nick]

Thanks.

My intention was for it to be a poem about the last morning in the life of a condemned man and his journey to the execution chamber. Nice subject hey? But for this to be concealled at first so that there's a twist to the poem.