It's amazing what I can do when I've slept

Yesterday was such a productive day. Today hasn’t been quite so impressive, but that’s because I’ve been stuck in meetings, travelling between sites, and doing paperwork all day. Isn’t it cute that I still call it ‘paperwork’ even though it’s all done on laptops and handheld electronics?

To help pass the time in said meetings, I sat with a notepad and thought ‘Sod it – let’s compose some Initialoetry.’

I’m such a dedicated professional….

NB – INITIALOETRY (entry from The Dictionary Of Rory): “The act of writing a poem in which the first letter of each word, when taken in sequence, create a word or phrase that is the subject of the poem itself.”  Enjoy…

Righteous young dudes (European) regained championship, usurping Provincials.

Frivolous, overpaid oafs that berate anyone living ‘lower existences?’

Rude sods.

Onsetting cold.

Time oscillates backwards.

Early retiring.

An unhappy time.

Usually means nothing.

I navigate solemnly.

Overactive mentally

Now I’m awake.

Darkness.

Energy peters rapidly.

Everyone sees smiles.

Inwardly?

Overpowering negativity.

Perfectly rounded

Emotionally grounded

Nappies await

Newborns create

Yay!

RC 2-10-18