Weekend Unleashed
Weekend arrives like a cheeky mate
who rings your bell at sparrow-light,
careless of your hair-tangled dreams
and the kettle’s half-sleeping whistle.
On the back deck, dew glistens
like a dozen tiny sausages left out overnight—
I shuffle in thongs, rescue them
from their chilly silver crowns.
The barbie slumbers with cold snags,
but I prod it awake with a stubby in hand,
vowing grand plans (“I’ll sort the garden!”)
that wilt faster than my second flat-white.
A magpie serenades the washing line,
where socks perform their own tango—
and I, ruler of this sunburnt patch,
declare laundry day a national sport.
Afternoon drapes its lazy silhouette:
an icy river of lemonade,
footy blaring from the telly,
and the cat’s solemn judgement of my third nap.
Dusk spills its pink confetti across corrugated tin,
I perch on a stool—hero of my own backyard—
toasting the sky with whatever’s left in the stubby,
and cheer to weekends: small rebellions in good company.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: ...here's a 'funnish' poem, jut ever so lightly rhymed... hope it brings some joy to this weekend 🕊️🙏🏻
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Comments7
Wow, just WOW. Chock-full of delicious, evocative imagery, rendered gorgeously in such disarming seeming simplicity, and haunted by a winsome, waltzing poignancy, this is too beautiful. I love, love, love it! Thank you so very much for sharing.
Thanks Cheeky Missy, glad it made the weekend 🕊️🙏🏻
great write my friend
Thanks so much 🙏🏻🕊️
very welcome
My friend, this is great fun indeed…sun-splashed, cheeky, and low-key profound. That opening image… “rings your bell at sparrow-light”…absolutely nailed it for me. “Sparrow-light”. Seriously love that.. And the socks tangoing? Poetry in jocks and gumboots. Small rebellions indeed. Beautifully done. 🌹👏
small victories, carefree joys! thanks friend 🕊️🙏🏻
Indeed. You are welcome.
A good week to all and a happy weekend!
You spread joy like fairy dust here, light and airy and so much fun!
(Dusk spills its pink confetti across corrugated tin, ) a great line Cryptic. Indeed the day is just such and the poem fits like a rubber glove. Very nice and a fave
The weekends can be so wonderful arqios as shown in your words.
Andy
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