Short Housewife Poems
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caged parrot....
housewife
enjoying no freedom
Sun's out
In patches
Dries rain's moisture
Quietly housewife got the lease
Dancing dog
The pot boils. I have made it boil.
You eat what I set before you
and call it love, or Tuesday.
I smile the smile I keep
in the knife drawer.
the housewife looks out
stained window, sees herb garden....
soul journeys through pane
Written: November 10, 2020
An housewife in need of a poke
Was charmed by a sweet-talking bloke
He gave her what-for
Then dashed out the door
Because he mis-spoke and he's broke
moon phase
creates interest that draws....
housewife looks up
at noon
Written: December 01, 2022
The lonely housewife was bored
So, she hopped into her fiery ford
Drink and danced all night
Then got into a fight
She tussled and gourd until she was floored
Is a barber or scissors the snipper?
A shoeless man, or sock, the slipper?
Why was mom, not a housewife, but a stripper?
You may as well ask a dolphin - Flipper?
There once was a housewife named Claire
Who shook out her mop in the air
The dust whirled like stars
The Earth, Moon, and Mars-
Who’s shaking a dust mop up there?
Excites me strongly a strange housewife
Passion for her deprives of peace my life
She is inaccessible because of my poverty
If I live further - I'll get a precious property
Grappling with problems.
The hands in being now
Occupied with this
Unburdened somehow.
Digging up the weed
Dead heading flower.
Cares of the housewife
Composted this hour.
crackin' eggs into
clean glass mixing bowl, beating....
clear albumen drips
housewife observes scene
as light reflects on egg whites....
senryu in there?
back door screen opens
covey of doves' wings whirr~whirr....
housewife steps into sun
hummingbirds whirr round feeder
she stands still while whirr round head
Desperate housewife I know you are there
looking out the window behind the glare,
so while I'm cutting the grass
I feel your eyes cutting glass...
C'mon over! Let all the neighbors stare!!
egg to
bacon....
housewife cracks me up
I had to share this. I was cracking eggs to do western style scrambled eggs yesterday and this thought hit me. LOL..
In this era of famine of love
A housewife cum call-girl
Gives me a little bit of it
Her husband is a drug-addict
And she has a kid to bring up
Anyways thanks God she is
To try to cure my love disease.
Housewife
Rises early
Before sun cooks breakfast
Graciously cares for family
Servant
Thanks David Williams for contest
The Three H's
Theme chosen: Housewives
Form:Traditional Cinquain
June 2, 2012
I keep getting spam emails
From Ms Fatale Attraction
Who is a bored housewife
Looking for some hot action
With a younger man, if poss
So if I keep receiving her siren-ing
I might just reply to her
Then I can send her my ironing
Form:
A detour, from off her time's
Shop-haggling usage.
Aligns with, through abuses
Working for a wage.
Snaps one back again, into
The old pleasantries.
Child's childish; with these about;
Hoppers; winged for bird!
And for rooks, as rantors heard!
Fun, fun parodies.
As the apricot sun rises,
In the hollow creek rise flows like fog
Biting cold surrounds me
Shivering happens from my toes up
The warmth of the house's interior
Invites me to come in
Even though duty awaits the housewife
A day of ordinary begins
A frustrated housewife called Mia
Wore nighties so skimpy and sheer
There’s no roll in the clover
Hubby snored and turned over
His impotence is her greatest fear
Yesterday I saw a pic of actress Mia Farrow and had a bit of fun with the word play with her name
8/22/18
Another load of ironing
Another meal to make.
I wish we’d all stop dining
So I need not cook or bake.
Another room needs cleaning.
Another floor to sweep.
My life has lost it’s meaning.
I feel so sad, I weep.
But there are rays of sunshine,
With songbirds in the flowers.
And on these sights my mind will dine.
I’ll be happy within hours.
You can’t be serious
She’s nothing but a hag
Her clothes don’t match
Her hair’s a mess
She can’t be bothered
To wear a dress
No lipstick, blush or style at all
Her hips have got that housewife sprawl
How could you prefer her to me
When it’s clear my equal she
Will never be
As for brains, she’s sadly lacking
If I were you I’d send her packing
The furniture needs a dusting
The floors mopped and swept
The bathroom needs a scrubbing
The evening meal to prep
Dirty dishes line the counter
The laundry's in a heap
Pet hair on the cushions
The windowpanes are streaked
In such disarray, I'm overwhelmed
I really should get hopping
But, tomorrow IS another day
I think I'll just go shopping!
Imagine you’re a housewife
With secrets to conceal
The milkman’s coming every day
As he does he screams ’Unreal’!
Imagine you’re a husband
Who’s chanced upon the scene?
The shock on her face as she turns
From flush hot pink to green!
‘Darling you’re home early,
You should have called me first,
I ordered extra milk today,
To quench my awful thirst’!