Dirty plates gather, by the side of the sink,
for some, it would be nightmarish,
tackling this paltry pile, but I think,
it’s therapy, to clean up a dish,
thus, at the dive I’ll go, give unto me clarity,
it’s called Fairy Liquid,
let the porcelain shine, in benign beauty,
thought the task may be insipid.
As I start washing the glasses, my mind veers off,
to meditate, about the world,
and it’s impurities, that itself, and us, do bluff,
so, I continue, being so bold.
If only the stains upon these cups, were a real hitch,
such as, the lack of water,
to those that live, in hot places, where a dried up ditch,
is the cause of their slaughter,
hence, after the last glass gleams, let all the world drink,
making a toast in harmony,
where you’ll hear the sound, of the long lost; go clink,
a soundtrack of comradery.
I move onto the cutlery next, of which, I do take care,
for they are very sharp,
in my reflection, they symbolise war, too many scares,
that I wish, could stop,
to those who misread the scriptures, to those greedy suits,
I’m armed with my scour,
to wipe away your misplaced murders, and your fake salutes,
making a new finest hour.
The plates are finally here, to soak in the bath I’ve made,
they’re so covered in grime,
in my scrubbing, I try to count, the times; man has shamed,
comprising many crimes,
sides are made, prolonged by division and dissatisfaction,
it’s a case of pick and choose,
the elected can, but you cannot, an explosive reaction,
where the winners, always lose,
thus in this moment, as I wash, these pigments I imagine,
to be their apologies,
the soiled water; goes down the drain, watch it happen,
the birth of needed ease.
My time at the sink is over now, things do look a lot tidier,
but, I feel some sorrow,
the monsters mentioned, still exist, thus I recall my idea:
if only the world, was like a wash bowl!
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- Comment from author about the poem: Most of the time, after a meal is done at home, I look forward to washing up, as it relaxes me, and the standards that I have in the kitchen, I know that they're going to be cleaned properly. But, as I do the dishes, my mind wonders; to think, if only the world's/people's problems, can just as easily be wiped away too, thus I think, why can't the world, be like a wash bowl. I hope that enjoy the poem, happy cleaning, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
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Comments7
Wow. This was clever. This happens to me all the time, I could be doing any normal domestic chore and then I'm like, "yo, this can become something really symbolic" I'm so glad you brought your idea into fruition. Good job! 👍🍽
Thanks for the read Rocky, I'm glad that you enjoyed the poem, and I'm also glad that you are fellow wanderer when doing mundane tasks.
I hope that all is well!
If only indeed. Your poetry today is so revealing of your caring character and carefully constructed too. Can I bring round some dishes and sip a cuppa whilst you and Fairy put the world to rights. I bet Maggie Thatcher wasn't a 'washer-upper'.
Thanks for the read dusk arising, and for your very kind comment, I try my best to be a helping hand where and whenever possible, as I'm sure you do.
We've got to all pull together to help make a better tomorrow, and I think you're right about Thatcher, the only thing she "cleaned out" were the financial opportunities of some miners.
Thanks again, and I hope that all is well!
Clever and interesting concept!
Thanks for the read Draven, and I'm glad that you enjoyed the concept.
I hope that all is well!
This is so enjoyable to read. No fun at all if a dish washer machine was used! I like washing up too and daydream as I do it. Thank you for this.
Thanks for the read Rozina, and I'm glad that you subscribe to the idea of the good old fashioned hand wash, rather than relying on a machine that could crash.
I hope that all is well!
Clever thoughts Ben and that last line is so meaningful.
Andy
Thanks for the read Andy, and I'm glad that you've resonated with the poem.
I hope that all is well!
Really like how you have expressed your thoughts in this ! 🙂 and why can’t it be .. why can’t peoples problems be washed away more of the time
Great poem
Thanks for the read yellowrose, and I'm glad that you agree with the idea; of how easy things could be, if they could be sorted out like this.
I hope that all is well!
Highly expressive metaphor. Bringing to life the invisible poetry right before us. This is a centrepiece of note. Definitely a fave!
Thanks for the read and for favouriting this poem Garth, it's very much appreciated.
I'm glad that you've enjoyed the poem, and that you have related to it on a high level.
Thanks again for your kind words, and I hope that all is well!
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