Armed with righteous conformity
the zealots rang my bell
Came calling on a cleaning day,
in that remote country hell
Spotted me before I did them
my attention on wringing the mop
No choice but to answer
and before I could ask them to stop
Carefully scripted narrative
tumbled from pious lips
Bemused, I noted neither blink
as I, stark naked, stood hands on hips.
(Image my own)
When most Sunday services are on line, naked I am. Nobody will see me. This is perfect Sunday snippet for my FB. Sharing.
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Lol. See, I’m not alone!
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I love how you expressed your story in this delightful poem. Way back when they used to
come by my house frequently and were quite pushy and annoying. So, the next time they knocked, my husband at that time (6’4″ 250 lbs opened the door – they never came back. haha
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Haha. You have to admire the moxie it says to do that, with all the rejection they encounter.
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This is marvellous! π
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Lol. Thanks Kate!
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I like the contrast between the “scripted narrative” and nakedness. π
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Thanks π
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A very peaceful scene.
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I loved this ending! HaHaHA!π€£
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Glad I could give you a chuckle, Anne.
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this is priceless, they are nosey perverts if you ask me … in one remote spot we had to get curtains when they wouldn’t leave us alone! Now you and Ron have given me better ways to fob them off π
love how you’ve documented this part of your history!
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Lol.
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Beautiful image and delightful twist in this poem. π
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Thanks π
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Lol V J! You are a hoot!
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Ha ha….. what a great ending!!!!
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Glad I made you laugh!
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Answering the door starkers is a good way to live life.
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Hahahahaha….I was much younger then…the idea of doing it today has me in stitches.
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VJ, what a story – what a scene in my head, even before your final twist/punch!
Gotta wonder … must be some interesting stories that could come from those knocking on doors …
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I’m sure there are, lol.
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I wasn’t expecting that ending, either, VJ. I’ve never mopped in the nude; then again I rarely mop – my husband tends to take care of that chore.
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Lol. It was many years back, when I still did things like that.
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Nice photo drawing and beautiful poem ππ·π
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Thanks π
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So welcome ππ·
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Hahaha….made me laugh out loud! Wasn’t expecting that ending. I’ll have to keep that trick in mind.
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Glad I made you laugh. I used to clean in the nude, given we lived so remote. I was in the front hall when they arrived – they must have seen me on their approach – so no where to hide.
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I loved their robotic reaction, like they are preprogrammed machines, spouting their spiel!
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Pretty much, lol
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Hahaha! I’ve done the same myself, & they haven’t been back since.
On an earlier visit, when they asked if I was familiar with their teachings, I told them that I was, in fact, familiar with BOTH books of their Holy Text, and that I had also studied (in depth) The Qur’an, The Torah, The Upanishads, The Gita, The Vedas, and the Kojiki.
When I asked them if they’d read any of those, they simply stared. I told them them that they pretty much ALL have the same message as to how we ought to treat each other. Then I invited them in for coffee so we could discuss it further, but they said they had a busy afternoon ahead & left, almost a run.
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Ha ha ha. Love it.
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That’s quite a scene!!
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Lol. Yes it was!
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Imaginary, I hope . . .
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Nope. We raised our children out in the country, down a long lane, well hidden from humanity. I had the habit of wearing as little as possible when cleaning the house. Might have had a bra and panties on. By the time I spotted the two men approaching, they’d had more than an eyeful of me….
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Oh, my . . .
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“Carefully scripted narrative tumbled from pious lips” – Divination at best and hope its blessings be upon you forever.
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Not in this case, it wasn’t, lol.
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Then good to be wrong at times! π
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