Clocking Out

Poem By Gabrielle Shutt

Relieve my worried mind, I pray.

With gentle words and salty lips.

When the clock punches out

And the autumn sun dips behind vermillon clouds

To rest in sultry silence.

Comments about Clocking Out

I love the line vermillon clouds. Nice poem again. Peace.


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