Mundane Monday One

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Mundane Monday

“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

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Monday, Bloody Mundane Monday!

Just another Monday
That’s after Sunday
I wish it was Friday
Or at least Thursday
Much closer to Saturday
The one true fun-day
Oh, I kind of lost track on Tuesday
And also Wednesday,
Known as little Saturday
So I know my weekdays
But one fact remains
I really do hate Mondays!!!

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Mundane Monday Two

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Mundane Monday

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Just Eat It!

Tomatoes and eggs on your plate
No time to contemplate
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!

This is not a debate
Or question of your weight
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!

It’s healthy and great
Better clean up your plate
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!

Well, I did, three times:
So eat it!

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Mundane Monday Five

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Mundane Monday

Not-monochrome

“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Definitely not Monochrome

Call me dull
A total null
Even a drone
But never ever
Call me monochrome

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Mundane Monday Seven

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Mundane Monday

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Peekaboo

Behind the shades
Before the sunlight fades
Peekaboo!
I see you!

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Mundane Monday Three

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Mundane Monday

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Mirror Mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Please make me look very tall
In this picture shown for all

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Mundane Monday Four

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Mundane Monday

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Off /On the Wall

Living in my little box
Canny as a big fox
Hanging from these old rocks
This is were I keep my clocks
And where all the cool kids flock

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Mundane Monday Six

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Mundane Monday

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour

Nightly Shadows

When the lights are turned on
Odd reflections
Life’s projections
Or an unidentified phenomenon

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Monday, Another Bloody Monday

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“This has been such a Monday! I wish I stayed in bed, and I wish that yesterday had never happened” Lisa Mantchev

Monday, Another Bloody Monday

Couldn’t sleep
So I woke up early
Still oh so tired
Logged on to my computer
Surprisingly, nothing worked
Tried and re-tried
Booted, hooted, shouted
Unfortunately to no end
The whole network was down
I was cut off,
From the world!
Another bloody Monday
Has just reared its ugly head…
…again

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Monday, Bloody Monday

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“Why is Monday so far from Friday, and Friday so near to Monday?”

Monday, Bloody Monday

Monday, bloody Monday
It is certainly not my fun day
Still five days until Friday
This could well be my die day

My calendar filled with meetings
No time for eating
Feeling like cheating
When trying to catch a break for peeing

No use in struggle or fighting 
Almost worse than being struck by a lightning
Dealing with the disappointment
Because there is no ointment

Another working week has started
From my leisure time I was parted
Doing my best to survive
Just wishing to keep in the drive

Tell me, do I really hate Mondays
Or is it just the illusion of a fading Sunday?

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