(1)
Laundered
Spin away stains
Wash away witnesses
Mud and spilled coffee–
Leftovers from heavy duty,
Normal, or delicate days.
Forget what you saw,
What I tried to hide.
Toss into heated tempest.
Fold. Prepare to get dirty again.
Repeat the cycle. Repeat.
A covering of water
Love-wash flooding the soul
Remember what is permanent
And forget what you donโt need to know.
(2)
Ode To Laundry
O Laundry, Laundry
You are always by my side
Like a good friend, you closely abide.
O Laundry, Laundry
You will never forsake
A forever friend you surely make.
O Laundry, Laundry
You’re colorful, creative, in a heap–
When I see you, my heart takes a leap.
O Laundry, Laundry
Thou dost surely tease–
Just when I think I’ve reached the end,
You slyly do grow tall again.
O Laundry, Laundry
Though you are tall, I can see
You will never be lovely as a tree.
O Laundry, Laundry
You are never the same–
And often ahead in this cleaning game.
O Laundry, Laundry
You old dirty, stinky mound!
I give up! I guess you’ll always be around.
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These poems were submitted for the Tweetspeakpoetry.com prompt about laundry. Read other laundry selections here or to submit your own.
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Delighted to have you join us for the laundry folding. ๐
Especially love “Delicate, or normal days.” ๐
Laundry was much more fun this week. ๐