Memos and more memos


The celebration is over
Into the new year, day three
Fireworks all burnt out
Decorations being taken down.

It may be a new year
Yet problems are old
Before I could warm my seat
The memos hit my desk.

Am I complaining?
A fuse getting shorter
Tolerance no longer holds
Yada! Yada! Take a hike.

Sigh. All I see is red.
Yet not the festive red
I remain silent, a storm within
Reading and answering the memos.

By C.E. Pereira


Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

3 thoughts on “Memos and more memos”

    1. New Year blessings to you too. I’m a very pale pink now ☺ My inbox was over flowing with small problems, two weeks away penalty ☺


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