Spring House Cleaning

I'm making a list
It seems there are a thousand stretches and corners
Too many    by far    to clean all at one stretch
Umpteen thousand stretches and corners

Haven't done a thing since last spring
I stretch and yawn just thinking about all those stretches and corners
I'm thinking.....
Just one corner each day    one stretch
Till the whole damn house is done
This plan seems sensible
Manageable
Yes    that's the word
Manageable   BUT!

At my age just a look at the long list I'm making out wears me out
At one a day it will take me
Umpteen thousand days
?
Awwww    hell!
What's the use?
I won't live that long anyway
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Shango Avatar
March 30, 2009 at 12:45 AM
Without our dust nothing grows again, this poem is fertilizer, above the dust in fertility of the mind. As long as you here I can praise.
Devonshire Avatar
March 2, 2009 at 10:22 AM
Daver, I'm already doing spring cleaning and my list "wears me out" too. Indeed, compartmentalizing the effort into "Just one corner each day" seems the best approach. I love the angst you express so well in this delightful work. And the last verse made me laugh!!! Thanks for sharing your thoughts on "Crosses on Canopy Road." Love, Carolyn
Perez Avatar
February 27, 2009 at 11:56 AM
Daver, I hope you will live that long, and longer! Me too. House cleaning is a bore, but it things are orderly around me, I feel better about the disorder in my head. Thanks for latest comment on my poems. God, light, whatever, is how I feel, too. God-light maybe. Whatever is There, and why is there something instead of nothing?
Ginn Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 9:07 AM
Okay you cracked me up you're so funny Daver. How bout when I get mid Sept we talk? Stretching and yawning,,,sounds like when I get up at 5 to watch other people exercise on t.v. Laurie,,,,and Oh I love lists
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February 23, 2009 at 2:49 PM
I know the feeling. Why sweat it? I think most will relate to this one. I'm too old to get it all done any more. Besides, it's more fun to read and write. Enjoyed this one. Karen
Winter Avatar
February 23, 2009 at 12:15 PM
It really is one step (corner) at a time and the beginning steps are the hardest. And that's why I too cannot seem to move that first step. It's just too darn overwhelming. Why bother??? Well, just kidding. Gotta start eventually. Good one Daver - let's just win the lottery and hire someone to do it for us! : ) Love, Shar
Richards Avatar
February 23, 2009 at 8:04 AM
As long as you can still find a place to sit! !Makes me think of a cartoon I saw years ago, where some guy sat with his chair scooted up to the open oven ...eating off the oven door, right out of his TV dinner...that way...no clean up!!
Parish Avatar
February 23, 2009 at 7:36 AM
LoL..I thought of my write 'Get'er Done' when I read this. We know it's got to get done (cleaning house), it sits there beckoning to us and we sit and think 'where do I begin?'. I know the feeling...Good write Daver.
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