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We'Re Cleaning House

A simple man, I don‘t need much, I use few words; I’m Joe. I once framed houses, now drive trucks. That’s all you need to know. I love my wife and think she’s great, but one thing I can’t stand She’s got so many things that it is getting out of hand. Last month I hauled out all her * #^%$ and tossed it on the floor of our garage because I could not take it any more. When she came home and saw the mess, I told her: Listen up, Your clothes take up three closets cause you’re such a cluster * %$#$# I don’t care if the kids are gone. You don’t need their old space to keep old clothes that do not fit and shoes such a disgrace. The kitchen drawers are stuffed with junk that you don’t even use. You have to clear the cupboards out before I blow a fuse! I’ve taken all your Christmas crap and boxed it up for you. It’s now in the garage there with your filing cabinet too. These books and all the videos you never even play - We’ll buy more bookshelves for them but throw a lot away! You’re right. I never help to clean. but I feel too depressed to wash clothes in the laundry room when I see all the mess. . . the gifts stockpiled for grandkids; and that junk for holidays . . . It’s got to be made orderly. Who needs it anyways? I’m trying to be nice here. It doesn’t have to be done all at once, but all this stuff. . .I feel like I can’t breathe. I’m cleaning up my work spaces and then when I am through, I’m going to redo the porch and uproot bushes too. That sink we needed to replace I’m finally putting in. I’m getting a new ceiling fan and also storage bins. You poets here, this poem I post to keep you in the loop. My wife can’t be here much this month at this here Poetry Soup. I know she’ll come here anyway and say that I’m a louse, but I won’t rest until we both have finished cleaning house! * These are the expletives I had to take out before posting because wifey said they don’t accept swearing here. What a sissy site
For Nathan Dilt's contest: The Opposite Sex and now for Destroyer~Poet's In the Mood * any poem goes Poetry Contest

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Date: 9/1/2013 7:37:00 PM
Very brave or very foolish feller, your Joe, Andrea.. Bet you just invented the whole funny episode. - Red
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Date: 1/4/2013 11:59:00 PM
giggling on this one again... i think you wrote this poem viewing him... enjoyed...pd
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Date: 12/29/2011 10:45:00 AM
My big congratulations on your big win, Andrea! Joe sounds very much like me: is a very neat guy with amazing plans on his mind. You have described his personality so perfectly. Lots of guys couldn't care less if the house is a mess...all they want to do is watch their favorite sports and drink some cold beers! I wish you guys a very Happy New Year..may all of your wishes come true! Hugs, Andrew.
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Date: 12/22/2011 7:38:00 AM
wow! Congrats on ur win! Wonderful piece u've got. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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Date: 12/22/2011 5:52:00 AM
Congratulations on your super win in P.D.'s "In The Mood" contest Andrea. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/6/2011 1:12:00 PM
Hmmmm........seems to be an ANGRY man!!--kash
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Date: 5/8/2010 12:56:00 PM
This guy married a litterbug. Isn't it usually the other way around? As for my house - we're both to blame for the mess. Ah, but the expletives? These are abundant, nothing left out. Love, Dave
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Date: 4/24/2010 7:32:00 PM
funny
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Date: 4/23/2010 1:15:00 PM
I kept checking back to my blog to see if you answered my question and you didn't so I went to your list and picked the first poem about cleaning. This is so humorous. You are right he is a stinker and besides that he is full of crap. I know you need this stuff. He probably had more then you that needed to go. Wishing you the best in the contest. It looks like a winner to me. You should write an answer to this poem would be neat. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/22/2010 2:21:00 PM
This was an exciting read. I felt like a fly on the wall listening to an argument. Great feelings greatly expressed. Super Super.
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Date: 4/18/2010 4:24:00 PM
Wow Andrea this is my fav. Yet I think you know your husband in and out.. That is awesome.P.D.
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Date: 4/18/2010 7:42:00 AM
Ron can be sensitive as a poet sometimes so I did actually write my entry from experience for Nathan's contest...remember when he and I had our "breakup" so to speak... haha ..that lasted long didn't it? appreciate your critique my friend and thankxxx for my big win in your contest with "Language of Love" ..another Ron inspired poem.. think I should keep him around, don't u? luv.. Linda-Marie..
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Date: 4/17/2010 2:44:00 PM
LUV this so much and it should take first place with no trouble.. Nathan will be rolling in the aisles and falling off his chair reading this one... I could not get into this so much except for the luv poem "Finale" which I entered... good luck my dear friend.. still laughing..luv.. Linda-Marie..
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Date: 4/17/2010 12:46:00 PM
Good luck in the contest tell your husband.. Sara
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Date: 4/17/2010 10:53:00 AM
Andrea, This poem had me smiling all the way through it and relating too. What a great entry for the contest! Best of luck in it, though I doubt you will need it. Blessings, Connie
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Date: 4/17/2010 8:48:00 AM
I simply love this write, sounds like my husband. Good luck in the contest. Caryl
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Date: 4/17/2010 7:54:00 AM
I'm sure Joe is speaking for a lot of guys, who feel like they are crowded out of house and home with "stuff"...!! I love that last line...! This will do well in the contest...for sure!! :)
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Date: 4/17/2010 2:30:00 AM
You made me chuckle with this one, dear Andrea. I am the opposite. I give stuff away all the time. Too much. Then I realize I needed them anyway. Good luck in the contest. Love, Iolanda
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