Best Chore Poems

In The Kitchen:

Hang a pound of hickory smoked thick sliced bacon
Cover the bacon with white paper towel to prevent splatters
Pre-heat oven to 350 degree
Cover baking sheet with silver aluminum foil
Place whole-wheat yeast rolls on the baking sheet
Dot each roll with luscious creamery fresh butter
Place rolls...

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The bathroom lacks your spare change scattered,
and my bank account is no longer flattered.
Your socks are no longer sprawled on the floor,
but everyday entails a greater chore.

There's certainly far fewer dishes to scrub,
but there's no companion to enjoy my grub.
I'm no longer someone's personal maid,
but...

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Blades of grass
quite bluntly
are needing cut...

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Swaying with electrical cord to the rhythmic hum
of my new vacuum cleaner, I relax into thoughts 
of slow dancing with you. My hands steadily drum
to the soft music playing inside my head. Caught
between the background of little boy’s morning cartoons
and a moment of my own,...

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Her knuckles sore as she spat and swore
whipping the cloth back and across

Crouched on her heels on the stone cold floor
The newspaper used as a rug

Her forehead smeared with black polish galore
She does her weekly chore

As she polished and shined four pairs of black shoes
On...

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There are many things I need to do 
yet nothing's getting done

I think I'll sit around awhile
pretending my to-do's are done...

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Entrant into Susan Burch’s “Couplet Challenge” contest

There’s this one chore I only do if I must
I hate working on it, making myself dust...

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He wanted to rest. She wanted to pester.
His eyes closed. She yelled “Lester!”
The garage door needs fixing, she began to fester.
He was getting tired of his wife, Old Ester.

Can I please have a tiny bit of peace?
She asked if he had yet signed the lease.
He...

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I woke up at 6 
But it really was 5;
Now it’s 5
But it really is 4.
Every time that we change
All the clocks, I know I’ve
Been confused
By this twice-a-year chore.

It was dark when I woke;
Now it’s still very light
And might be
When I’m ready for bed.
Yet I...

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Gershon was chastising Seth
For being unfaithful to Beth
As high as a kite
Seth swore he'd do right
And his wife was tickled to death!...

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Alarming Monday : 
Wake up! 
Sleep in......

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Overgrowths of arm-post life
Lift upward as my steam-breath
Vanishes thinly into the sky

Cool sweat drips deliberately
As the stacks grow larger
And the sawdust smells and sticks

The wagon-load will wallow obediently
As the frost bites cleanly
Through the still winter dusk

Ash white smoke curls softly
From the cut-stone chimney
Where a portrait...

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One friend a day,
One simple chore,
One minute away,
From another bore. 
...

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Self-suppression 

Of feasting and drinking beyond the road.
Conflicts and dissonance over the load

Trembling in the face of the tide, of youth age
Thoughts altogether are the sign of the rage

Prisoner of desire in a locked cage.
What if one claims to be a sage?

Fails among the average,...

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• Had a bite of a sweet pear
• Once or twice opened the door
• Played a game of solitaire
• Wiped the floor

• Logged to Facebook in and out
• Opened TV, checked the score
• Stole a sip of the Milk Stout
• Coughed, wiped the floor

• Did...

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