Cleaning Poems

first step

big jobs exhaust me
today I cleaned one table
one tiny first step

cleaning the trunk of my car

the trunk of my car hides things I do not remember owning
sixteen Christmas presents that probably did not get delivered
because this is mid-May and Christmas is in December or January

three or four sweatshirts I diligently searched for in February
but did not find until today
notebook paper pages have been torn into bitty bits by mice
I am

Cleaning up the Soup Kitchen

It's been 9 days since I've posted in PS because of being needed by my sister. She's progressing, but very slowly. Thank you to those who've expressed your concern and offered prayers for her recovery.  My granddaughter is over her crisis.

I've had little time or desire to peek into PS, but from what I've

What A Lovely Day

Today is neat I went to the beach, the Red Sea coast  
I saw some nice people volunteerly clean the coast
Oceans cleaning day what a lovely good work we had!

Effort Isn’t Loud

I show up ready 
Like it’s nothing, no big deal.
But calm is just a front I put on,
No one sees the ache

They say thanks, but don’t see the work,
Only the finished things I do.
They don’t know how many times
I’ve held it together when it got hard.

They see the results, not the fight,
Like it all came

the significant other

AABA/Bebop
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By:Bannock and
Montreal "Smoked" Meatez__
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I think I just met my wife
it is just that simple
her smile her and devilish smirk
that pretty dimple
I think I just meet my wife
I can't believe I said it
it's probably cause I deserve this
I believe I just met my wife

We don't need no catastrophe
we don't need no havoc
our emotional behavior iss fine
please

Vacuuming Saga

1 John 1:7 “But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.”


In the vacuuming, the roar of a voice – softly churning,
remembering my purpose… my soul is burning –
soundless stories, a still,

No man ever

No man can ever understand,
There's Spring Cleaning across this land,
Miss Mop and Clean waves her hand,
Snoring is his male band,
Not to worry, no time to sup,
Gals want to sparkle up,
One shelf at a time,
Spray and Wipe sublime,
Fresh is the cupboard smell,
Charity bags cast their spell,
All tidy now, so it seems,
Polished the dog, he gleams,
Must detox

writing painting and cleaning

I plunk myself down in front of a computer
No reason, nothing to say, not inspired or anything
Others say they stare at a blank page or screen
Not me; I marvel at my hands as they begin to type
Who are we channeling? Who is writing this stuff?
I have no idea, but my muse is always writing, writing,

Cleaning Thoughts

There is so much I could do to get ready for company
But I already cleaned for twelve minutes
It felt like three excruciating days
Cleaning wears me out
Ruins my day
Takes my energy
Steals my joy
I am going to start throwing bags and boxes of stuff away
It would be best if I do not even give myself a peek
This

The Invisible Strength

The sparrow cannot help being tireless.
The banyan cannot help being sheltered.
The moon cannot help being constant.
And I cannot help being Amma.

Even in my sleep, I dream of your healing.
Even in my sadness, I love my purpose.
I swim in the rivers of my devotion.
I climb through the mountains of my fatigue.

My hands move from cradle to

Cleaning Frenzied Me

I started with one small corner of my kitchen
Set the timer, so I could stop in fifteen minutes
Set the timer eight more times until the floor was scrubbed
The counters were scraped, the table was polished to a shine
Might as well do the microwave
I kept shutting the refrigerator door
I was not ready to tackle that monster

Spring Cleaning

Pushing away the mop. 
Instead, watching the fan blow dust around. 
Everyone whispers about spring cleaning. 

I filled a bucket with soap and water. 
The sun is rising earlier.
And setting before I can finish. 
Drops spilling out. 
And the water is cold now. 

Moving the furniture around.
If I had super strength, it would be easier.

Power Nap

Trying to spring clean
And muscle spasms are a thing
So I’m forced to take pain pill 
And now I’m sleepy lost my will

So gonna take a Power Nap
Then give dust bunnies a zap
It sucks being chronically ill
Yet poetry gives me a thrill still

Cleaning House

We need to disinfect the WH before Trump arrives
Hunter Biden was in there smoking that white stuff 
And who knows what else was going on in there

© daniel miltz

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