Boardroom Blinder
Poem
Jul 16, 2019
Screens up, pens out
Coffee, chatter
Just a regular 10 o’ clock
An abrupt call to order
In the stillness a storm was brewing
And then she spoke.
The walls began to soften
Silence cradled every echo
Seventeen glances chanted “bravo”
For her words
Stripped bare of malice
Were simple truths
Steeped in love and
Spiked with rebellion.