Best Washing Poems

I received an email today :
"Would you like to join
The Underpants Club"
A new underwear
directly at your door
once a month
(for only 20 bucks)
Did you say once a month?
My mother taught me
Replace after one use - without exception

In the old days
they had not heard of bacteria ...
but...

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With hands immersed in suds and water warm,
I stand before the sink, humbled vassal,
To plates and dishes, grease and grime the norm,
My task to cleanse this polychromed passel.

Each cup I cradle with a gentle pinch,
Their curves and corners, every angle blessed,
Rinse them speckless, my soapy...

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I have inherited pleasure:
the rhythm of pegs, the smell
of buttery sun on sheets,
a whispering murmur of trees
standing around, and the company
of magpies inspecting
with one eye looking for worms....

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Something is wrong with the washing machine
It's supposed to save me time
The sound of it chugging and whirring away
Is simply quite divine

I'm not quite sure how it happened
The process need some refining
'Cos when the washer has finished it's job
I'm always left with the Ironing....

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As clean running water flows through dirty dishes   
Immense joy and peace bathe her tired being   
While veined deft hands scour surfaces and edges 
She becomes aware of her body and breathing    

Immense joy and peace bathe her...

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Looking at the washing machine, 
A thought came in my mind,
If our brain too had a system just like it,
Everyday we would remove all possible stains,
Of jealousy, anger, hatred and pain.
I wondered and pondered,
And the process of self realization began..
By learning and following some steps,
We...

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Each golf course has its own rules per link
Some are more controversial than others methinks
Like people must be dressed
Wearing undies like the rest
One sign read “please don't wash your balls in the sink”...

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Betty, she had done some washing
She hung it on the line
The sun it shone down, so she hoped
The weather it would be fine

Then John (her husband) heard the forecast
He told her that it looked like rain
And so she did think to herself
"I'd better bring it...

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My swimming pool is full of fur, pee, and dog poo.
Your dogs contaminate my pool and it's because of you.
Every day while I'm at work, you use my pool to bathe your twenty-five mutts.
When I asked you to stop it, you gave me the finger...

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Intake of detergent 
I need it now it's urgent
Give me lavender a big supply
I'm complex so oversimplify.
Have I told you I'm complex
See my insides are convex
I get vexed easily
Like a raging army of clouds 
So hastily 
Don't push my buttons 
There's many, dozens.
I also have...

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We run a mobile washing machine van,
To help all the people with none.
We wash really fast, have it clean, dried and ironed,
Ready to wear when we’re done.

We visit the aged, we visit the flats, 
We visit the homeless and down.
We leave everyone looking beautiful again,
Beautiful...

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On her green washing day
Una wore green too,
and pegged the washing out along the line.
They were green pegs of course,
with red monkeys on the top
to please the children.

It was nice to see her pegging
in the careless wind
and watching monkeys dancing...
These danced in unison -
twenty monkeys...

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Sunday school activity
Making paper mache 
And like a disciple or Jesus
Playing the servant
In turns
Bent over plastic tubs 
Of soapy water

A foggy memory
Like blowing bubbles

The towels were fluffy
Terry cloth
Recently someone said Jesus wore linen
Toga party
Like the Greek Gods?

Wonder at the words that Aristole would whisper
Wonder if...

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The meal was over
And with apprehension
I took my plate to the kitchen
Where I looked at the devastation
Caused by its preparation.

Who could guess
That a cook could make such a mess.
Pots and pans were everywhere
Causing a washing despair
Especially as I was the one
To get it done.

It would...

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Natures dirty washing hangs the
sullen skies, drab grey clouds a
weeping, mournful before the eyes.

From water to ice to crystal flakes 
of white, down wards softly drift,
to spread a carpet bright.

Deep below the blanket spring and
summer sleep, in dreams of vibrant
colour shall seeds a promise keep.

The...

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