Not much of a gardener,
but seems I’m adept
at growing dirty clothes –
the shirt I planted
Monday, having now
sprouted many offshoots,
the fruit heavy and pungent
overflowing the hamper,
begging to be picked.
Nothing golden
about this skill however,
more melancholy than
rewarding, the hours
dedicated to folding
and putting away
akin to self-castigation –
only temporarily satisfying.
Suppose I can’t complain;
a day’s toil has merit
and even if the harvest
reaps no foodstuffs
nor the fragrance
of fresh cut flowers,
I am at very least
assured to be presentable
should going out be an option.
(Inspired by this day’s chore and the daily prompts of Fandango: melancholy, Ragtag Community: gold, and Daily Addictions: dedicate. Thanks for dropping by.)
This is superb. So good that I almost added an apostrophe to the adjective. But why should I be surprised? You’re a master wordsmith
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Bless you, Jane.
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and the laundry harvest occurs year round, with weekly crops! bountiful indeed.
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Ha ha…yes it does.
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Love growing a dirty shirt. Sounds like a gardener’s and poet’s downside which you’ve made into a great poem!
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Lol…thank you.
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LOVE the metaphor of the hamper as a garden! I can imagine the clothes, colorful but rumpled like poppies — and I can relate to the tedium of folding and putting away. Fortunately, you have a rich inner life so your mind can fly while you do these things, like a flock of starlings soaring above the fields. Wonderful work, V.J.
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Thanks, Heide and yes, the imagination keeps flying.
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… instead of COLLECTING them … mutter, mutter.
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Those incorrigible fingers, lol.
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Fingles that become all fumbs, indeed.
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ha ha ha.
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Eliminating fragrances instead of collection them is also a worthy enterprise!
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Ha ha – thanks for the encouragement.
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I love the way you wrote this and I always love it when I’m done folding the last piece of clothing after a day of laundry…Boy do they accumulate real fast!
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Like bad weeds, lol.
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Exactly! 😂
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