weary worker man
end of day tired buys a
rainbow of roses
weary worker man
rainbow roses forgotten
at home left in car
unsunny Sunday
weary worker man ponders
what he is missing
weary worker man
remembers rainbow roses
oh! brightens her day
weary worker man
snoozes unsunny Sunday
end of week tired
weary worker man
brightens unsunny Sunday
oh! just being home.
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I like this a lot Ella. 🙂
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Thank you… I started off with… ode to a rose 😉
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-grin- I prefer Ode to the Worker Man. 😀
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… I could have linked a clip of Cold Chisel’s Working Class Man 😉
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A bit of Barnesy always goes down well. 😀
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I prefer the ode to a worker man too. 😀
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Oh, the worker man… I still can’t believe the worker man left the roses in the car… he says he only buys them if they’re fresh… they mustn’t have fresh roses often… and they survived the night.
Sunday morning, I said I need to wash your jacket… he said it’s in the ute… got a weird look on his face, and took off. Apparently if they had been withered I’d have never known about it 😉
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Maybe that is what happens to all the other fresh roses. Monday morning he gets in the ute and shoves Fridays now-withered offering under the seat until he can chuck them without you noticing… 😉
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hhhhmmm… it could be you’re on to something 🙂
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Just lovely!
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Thank you… the flowers are, and he is 🙂
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Was hoping it was personal!
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Oh yes, the G.O. had a very long week…
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That’s lovely, EllaDee!
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Thank you… it was a perfect surprise for a dreary day 🙂
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I like the title and the photo is gorgeous – looks like an oil painting. Oh, the words are good too. Great way to complement the photo.
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Thank you… that’s why I chose that particular pic… and I just used the retouch app on my phone to get rid of some of the shadow 🙂
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Oh, EllaDee. This is the first post I’ve looked at today and what a treat! The verse is very well-written and the photo perfect. I only wish more of my days started so nicely. Thank you.
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Thank you – what a lovely comment 🙂 It’s been a rosy week. I loved the rose on your post, and am looking forward to finding out more 🙂
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Very nice indeed! 😀
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Thank you 🙂 Despite their onite sojourn on the backseat of the ute, the roses revived beautifully. Sadly I need to leave them at home and go off to work today… the worker man left an hour ago…
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The condensed message full of alliteration, repetition and word choice sounds(assonance? Forgotten the term.) really bloom! Somehow the structure suggests the physical nature of the rose – and in the end you get the sweetness. (roughseas is right – the picture is renaissance painting like – perfect fit with the depth and contrast of light and dark)
Brilliantly done.
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Thank you… I went a bit overboard with the haiku’s… but it was a miserable weather Sunday… what else to do but write poetry whilst gazing at one’s roses and snoozing G.O.!
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pretty impressive word play!
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High praise coming from the master 🙂 Thank you.
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Really like this. Makes me think of all the different weary worker men coming home to the ladies they love. 🙂
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I’m always happy when the G.O. gets home.
There’s a series of TV advts in Australia promoting work site safety “come home to them” which has such an impact… I wish the industry would change, there’s too many construction associated workers working far too many hours.
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It’s so unfortunate. It’s only once something terrible happens that safety starts to matter to an industry. 😦
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