Join Delores, Mother Owl and me as we make a clean sweep of this week's topic . . . SPRING CLEANING.
You can leave your poem in the comments, or if you post at your own blog, please leave a note in the comments so we can find you.
This week I address the fact that due to illness I have missed two weeks of work and have several April 30 deadlines to meet -- yikes!
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And By "Dang" I May Mean Something Stronger
It's Spring, and I want to be in the fresh air
Not in the house where there's dust everywhere
I want to be seeing new fauna and flora
Not sweating through housework I loathe and abhorra
I want to be capturing blooms with my camera
Not rolling my sleeves up and looking unglamora
But sadly both fun and spring cleaning I'll shirk
Because I must meet my dang deadlines at work
Thanks, Pixabay, source of free photos galore. |
(I don't forget for a moment how lucky I am to have a job and the flexibility to stay home when I'm sick, just in case you wondered. Poetry, like prose, can be fiction, non-fiction, or somewhere in between 😀 )
Wishing you a good week in your corner of the world, whether it's spring or fall, whether you're enjoying nature or fighting the dust bunnies . . . I hope you are enjoying your life every moment possible.
Spring cleaning! Well, the move is getting under way, and the weather is very springy (forecast says 80 degrees tomorrow) and boy does a lot of nasty stuff accumulate beneath large pieces of furniture...
ReplyDeleteI like your poem, and sometimes dang can be pressed into service in the profanity zone.
-Doug in Oakland
"Moving cleaning" is worse than "spring cleaning" in my opinion, because it's usually done in more of a hurry! Have you found a new place, then? or just being prepared?
DeleteDang is my go-to profanity on the blog, along with heck :D
I like your poem a lot and I love the little frog loaded up with books to read.
ReplyDeleteThanks, River - I chose that little frog because he also has a calculator on top of his papers and that's something I use a lot at work :)
DeleteIn circumstances requiring a stronger word than dang my father (who was not entirely truthful) always said 'naughty words if I knew any'.
ReplyDeleteThe list is long.
I don't want to do it,
But I want it done.
Spring cleaning?
Oh yes, that is there,
along with doing my taxes
and rather a lot of medical care.
A magic wand would be nice,
But doesn't exist
So sadly, and grumpily
I must simply persist.
Hah!! I like your dad's euphemism :)
DeleteHow I wish there was a magic wand for all of those things. For you and for me and anyone else who wanted it. I love your poem, and your conclusion is - sadly - spot on.
Love your made up words, abhorra and unglamora. My spell checker is very unhappy.
ReplyDeleteHa ha! Spell checker has such a sensitive little soul - lol
DeleteMy precious friend Jenny I am so sorry that sickness has disturbed your routine and made you feel bit slow (BIG HUG)
ReplyDeleteHope you are getting better hopefully and will soon be ready to enjoy the glorious April with same excitement and enthusiasm that you shared in your absolutely WONDERFUL WONDERFUL poem!!!
I am always amazed by your incredible sense of humour :)
This is really cherished and spectacular poetry!
It speaks my similar thoughts either but May be life has more than half of her beauty through challenges.
I wish and pray that May be up and active soon my friend!
Please take great care! Hugs!
You are so right, baili - life's challenges have an important place in our living. Without them we would not grow.
DeleteI'm glad you find fun in my poem! That's exactly what I intend :)
I hope you feel better soon too. We will both feel better when we can get back to our routines, yes? Hugs :)
You spoke most of the truth in your poem, Jenny. Very few people enjoy cleaning and I, as a former working woman, thought that free time was better spent doing things I love with people I love. I clean what people can see, but if it is under or over my range of sight, it might get missed.
ReplyDeleteCleaning is far down the list of things I want to do, but with myself and one cat being asthmatic, it has to get done. Grudgingly. And not as well as it should. You mention range of sight - that is also familiar to me :)
DeleteIt's Spring and that means cleaning season
ReplyDeleteAs if I really needed a reason
There's dust and spiders webs and dirt
I would clean more if my leg didn't hurt
The poorly hip is not so good. It keeps me awake far more than it should
But hopefully it will turn out right and I can make my house all bright
It'll smell of polish, look bright and clean
You'll really see where I have been
With my power spray and bucket and mop I'll clean and clean until I drop.
A great poem, Cherie - I hope your poorly hip improves soon. It's hard to clean when you're sore, and it's hard to clean when you're tired. Soon, though - soon.
DeleteBeen tdhere...felt that way. Love the froggie. I left you a theme for next wek..Robin Red Breast....I will be AWOL for a week or two (few)..no problems...just lazy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for letting me know, Delores. Enjoy your "vacation"! We'll carry on in your absence :)
DeleteYou illness is getting to be a "pain." I hope you recover rapidly from now on.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Red. Actually, things have improved greatly in the last few days. It feels like the bug just had to run its course.
DeleteI want to be outdoors rather than doing spring cleaning but I did get some of it done.
ReplyDeleteFeel better soon!
Thanks, Marie - good for you! Want to swim across the Strait and do some of mine? :D
DeleteThis is the time of the year when I compile a large 'to-do' list.
ReplyDeleteI'm still trying to figure out who's gonna do it....
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Ha ha ha! I like the idea of giving my list to somebody else but you're right - who will that be??
DeleteOh, what a good poem, written with just the rigth twinkle in your eye. Me too love that frog. In spite of what my poem states, a bit of spring cleaning has happened at my place too.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy you could see the twinkle - sometimes I wonder if that is coming across the way it is intended :)
DeleteCleaning is inevitable when we've been in the garden, I think!
As much as I want to be outside, cutting the grass and weeding isn't that much more appealing than staying inside and cleaning. :D
ReplyDeleteHah! Notice that I didn't say I wanted to do yardwork, I just want to see spring flowers and wildlife and take pictures! Yardwork is ... work lol
DeleteExcellent poem, and boo on the deadlines.
ReplyDeleteMy reason for not spring cleaning, in rhyme, is over here. It's a logical reason, too.
It certainly is a good reason; I'll tuck that one away for the next time I need one!
DeleteSpring cleaning...ugh... I'm starting mine tomorrow. Not the highlight of my week but something that has to be done!
ReplyDeleteDoes it? Does it REALLY?? lol
DeleteYour made up words just make the poem!
ReplyDelete(as if the sentiment wasn't enough)
I have never spring cleaned. My mum says if you clean properly you don't need to spring clean and it doesn't actually apply to me but it sounds good, right?
Thank you; I figure if Ogden Nash can make up words, I can too - ha ha
DeleteWhat your mom said sounds good to me! I read years ago that with today's clean-burning heat sources and homes that are more air-tight, we really shouldn't need to spring clean. I embraced that probably more than I should have :D
"Loathe and abhorra" - I think I may have just found my new favourite phrase! Still chuckling! (And I hope you get caught up soon.) :-)
ReplyDeleteHa ha! Glad you enjoyed it :)
DeleteUnder the weather and deadlines looming? Poor you!
ReplyDeleteIt could have been worse - I could have been sick for the last two weeks of April instead of the first two; then I would really have been in trouble :)
DeleteHA! You definitely win points for some of those creative rhymes. :)
ReplyDeleteNecessity is the mother of invention and all that, lol
DeleteI'm so sorry you've been ill, and yet somehow I know you'll meet your deadlines! May 3 is just obsessively responsible that way. I hope you get to rest afterward for your birthday. And that you're back in peak health!
ReplyDeleteHave I ever told you how happy it makes me that such a good blog friend is also my birthday-mate? Well, it does. Thank you for your good wishes - I hope the same for you!
DeleteLove your poem. Ogden Nash was my mother's patron saint. Yours too from the look of it
ReplyDeleteGood eye :) I've read more of his work than any other poet's, for the pure enjoyment of it. And I figure if making up words was okay for him, well, why not for me too? ha ha
DeleteI like the use of abhorra and unglamora in your poem, jenny_o. Reminds of some of the songs Adam Sandler used to sing on Saturday Night Live. Hope you have a fantastic weekend as well.
ReplyDeleteHa ha - thanks. I think we're all just imitating Ogden Nash :D
DeleteFunny poem! Thanks for sharing...
ReplyDeleteThanks :)
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