Robert M. Simmons  

from Tracings (Poems 1964-1992)

             Springtime at the Office

Confined in my office as in a hole,

beneath a blizzard of memos and forms,

with as much life as stirs a dormant mole

dreaming of past springs below winter storms,

I ponder petty problems and assume

that no mere movement of the spinning globe

can penetrate this deeply buried tomb;

when I am stricken by a vernal probe

followed shortly by waves of sheer delight

with warmth that melts the frozen parts of me

exciting next a sudden surge of might

like that of swollen rivers to the sea;

and I can only wonder at the way

that spring still claims this sodden lump of clay.

                            © 2008 by Robert M. Simmons

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Springtime at the Office