Disarray
Ann left her half-done villanelle
and rushed to answer her front door.
Her husband’s mama, Kay, barged in
and growled out snarky barbs galore!
“I’ve never seen such disarray.
Ann, when--for cleansers--have you shopped?
Have you washed clothes this century?
When were these nasty floors last mopped?
Look! Dishes piled up everywhere.
Dishwasher’s broken, I suppose?
Now TELL ME why you live this way!”
You might presume they came to blows.
Ann calmly said, “This house looks good.
You should have seen it Saturday
before I started cleaning up.”
Half-conscious on the floor Kay lay.
When she came to, she tried to speak.
Her mouth moved but no words came out.
Ann kindly walked her to the door,
so glad to say “good-bye,” no doubt.
Ann told her husband, “Hon, your mom
says our home is in disarray.”
“Our house looks fine to me,” he said.
"A silly thing for her to say!”
Date: November 18, 2019
Contest Title: Disarray
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Date: December 8, 2019
Contest title: Favourite Poem from November 2019
Sponsor: Julia Ward
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