The shower is where we go to get dirty
A domain of filthy activity & debauchery
Together, we defile the sanctity of a shared space
An exercise for the well versed
Maneuvers that would make an acrobat blush
Water droplets mark the beginning of sensual hurricane
Swirled strokes to shake up the epicenter
Gripping the handles to hold onto dignity
Inhibitions tackled and thrown down the drain
Cleanliness, no longer lives between us
The shower, a whirlpool of emotions
Your home is tidy
That's responsibility
A heart full of glee.
The kitchen's disinfected, the worktops squeaky clean,
The laundry's in the wardrobe and nothing's left in the machine.
The crockery is washed and dry, it's stacked in cupboards, looking neat.
There's just one nagging problem, I've got nothing left to eat!
The office dust is gone…now his office is in disarray
The dust was two years thick…pandemic thick
So many papers, pairs of glasses, and miscellaneous
Carefully moved each item aside to lemon shine the desk
Not carefully enough, for his office is in disarray
The dust was stuck to shelves, blinds, and shadow boxes
The dust was two years thick…pandemic-sick
But…he can’t find his clippers, lens cloth, or me
I’m hiding…can’t you see?! I’m hiding the vacuum where I tossed
the dust and infamy. Items lost and found…when asked…replied
The dust, a two year storm…thick as new fallen snow
Don’t panic! This pandemic of cleanliness is over…
over and above a husband’s head…i need to do my job!
2/14/2023
Cleanliness Kitten was a professional cleaner and mom of the max.
She could clean with one paw nail while she dusted with harsh wax.
A small mouse learned the hard way when he was boxed about.
Trying to stay inside a small dollhouse she was cleaning, no doubt.
The old combs
Stay with me many years
Now I bought new combs too
But too lazy to use
I stay at home
Especially during MCO
I seldom use mirror or comb
I use my hands to comb most of the time
To tidy the short hair I cut myself
I'm too old to use comb often
I'm too lazy to bother appearance
Which was spoiled by dimmy eyes and ugly wrinkles
Suddenly I think of my parents
Everyday they couldn't do without combs
They brushed their hair tidy and shining
Father with a quick sweep
Mother with a long hour combing straight down
Olden days people like tidiness and cleanliness
Their days are simple
And follow routines and etiquette
Their hearts loyal and simple
Like the being straightened hair
Now people like fashions ,excitements and hairstyles
The combs bring me back
The sweet memories of my parents and their love
The old combs deserve to be kept
In my heart
Especially during this Mother's and Father's Day
The old combs
Stay with me many years
Now I bought new combs too
But too lazy to use
I stay at home
Especially during MCO
I seldom use mirror or comb
I use my hands to comb most of the time
To tidy the short hair I cut myself
I'm too old to use comb often
I'm too lazy to bother appearance
Which was spoiled by dimmy eyes and ugly wrinkles
Suddenly I think of my parents
Everyday they couldn't do without combs
They brushed their hair tidy and shining
Father with a quick sweep
Mother with a long hour combing straight down
Olden days people like tidiness and cleanliness
Their days are simple
And follow routines and etiquette
Their hearts loyal and simple
Like the being straightened hair
Now people like fashions ,excitements and hairstyles
The combs bring me back
The sweet memories of my parents and their love
The old combs deserve to be kept
In my heart
Especially during this Mother's and Father's Day
The rattles of the rain
Marching with rage
Like troops of soldiers
Raiding the land
The mountains
And the rivers
Rush to erode the loose betraying sand
Rushing to form splashing flowery waterfalls
Wash away dirt and dust
Carrying away heat and pressure
The rattles of the rain
A music from the heaven
Fill the universe with freshness and cleanliness
And your heart with
The melodies of life
J-ust
O-bliterate
N-asty
A-ilment
B-y
U-sing
S-tandard
C-leanliness
A-bating
T-he
O-utbreak
Topic: Birthday of Jona D. Buscato (June 09)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-eopardy
O-f
S-ilent
H-orror
U-ses
A-trocious
F-lu's
R-isk
A-s
N-ecessary
C-leanliness
O-f
H-umanity
E-liminates
R-abidity
R-ightfully
E-rasing
R-aging
A-ilment
Topic: Birthday of Joshua Franco M. Herrera (April 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
N-ecessary
H-ygiene's
A-lcohol
L-ets
Y-our
N-otable
C-leanliness
O-bliterate
R-abidity
O-f
N-astiness
A-s
C-oronavirus
I-s
O-bviously
N-egated
Topic: Birthday of Nhalyn DL Coronacion (April 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I dislike litterers
I see them, the cow-like chewers
Always spilling and always littering
How can these large lifers be so reckless
The environment is helpless
I see them smear the earth
They are guilty of chocking their own breathe
They are litterbugs that deserve a nosebag
With jaws incessantly grinding
Munching and crunching
In my mind I am punching
In my mind I am emptying a bin of refuge on their heads
In my mind I am tattooing a recycle sign of their foreheads
Their mindset needs a reprocess
Litterers give me so much distress
The uniformity of death
Blue and White
Fattened out with pin stripes
Until they did not resemble
A single shred of humanity
A ghost in all but name
Shamed and maimed
Dead behind the eye's and soul
Destined for the showers
Where cleanliness,
Is next to godliness
Meant exactly that
Cleanliness
On my frequent lone walk by the old docks
I came across a building which turned out
to be a communal bathhouse.
It was incredibly cheap for a few pence
I got a towel and soap and had my first shower
I was at the time, elven years old.
And when I was short of change asked my mother
for not ice cream, but for a shower.
My brother said only poofters went there, how would
I know? I Didn`t see anyone wearing badges:
“I`m a gay person.”
There are shops where the old building stood and
by life`s irony sells perfume and toiletry.
Dear Lord please have gentle mercy
There has surely been a worst she.
Please help me spare her worthless life.
Wasn’t most horrible mom and wife.
Serial killer? Simple she?
Dear Lord, please have gentle mercy.
Victims from that faraway town.
Evidence illegally found.
Dear Lord, please have gentle mercy.
There has surely been a worse she.
Her spotless house is always clean.
Maybe that’s what made her completely mean?
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