He felt gauche and inept

So much so he hadn’t slept

Nothing in life as important

Than receiving an endorsement


From their design headquarters

This was huge with many orders

Placing his company on the map

Everything ready, no mishaps


Standing tall, presentation in hand

He made his pitch just as planned

Now it was a waiting game for sure

Hoping beyond hope he was secure


Oh how awkward he felt waiting

All his emotions were alternating

Decision made, now no going back

Perhaps he’d celebrate with cognac








2 thoughts on “Awkward

  1. Wow – really enjoyed this one. The flow was wonderful and I have to say… you had me with that image. There’s something there that really speaks to me and it goes so well with your poem.

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