Dust

I wouldn't say I like dust,
But dust loves me
All around the house, I see
Dust.

Dust everywhere,
On the table and the chair
Nothing can compare
With my war with
Dust.

I use a soft cloth
To wipe all that pesky dust off,
I turn my back only to find
Some have settled on the blinds.
Dust

Why are you so thick?
Is it what makes you tick?
Softly sifting around the house,
Like a sort of invisible louse
Dust

I feel irritated by you, so
If only temporarily, you must go.
Come on, duster, wipe away.
You are not welcome. You have outstayed your stay.
I must get rid of you,
Dust!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Sands Avatar
December 31, 2022 at 4:49 PM
Yes, battles with dust can happen. Happy New Year :)
Legros Kelley Avatar
December 30, 2022 at 11:31 PM
Must get rid of dust! Reminds me of where I lived as a child, my mom constantly battled the dust :) Cute poem Shirley.
Seeker Avatar
December 30, 2022 at 10:14 PM
Undoubtedly and so likewise, let’s look within too, at dust of fear and desire we’ve left unattended … enjoyed your poem, Shirley
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