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October Poetry Challenge: Day Nine

Life’s One Constant

It terrifies me how life can deteriorate in a moment, a breath, a blink
A car crash, a diagnosis, an act of violence

It enthralls me how life can blossom in a moment, a breath, a blink
A confession of love, a delivery, an act of selflessness

And through it all
Rain or sun, plenty or wanting
The laundry will need washed
Or dried
Or folded

It’s life’s one constant
In which most of us will never be as good as our mothers
Nor will we want to

Laundry is both curse and gift
An old enemy lurking
A tangible reminder of our blessings
Which ironically enough began after the fall

In the garden they were naked and without shame
And then came separation from God and the extra curse
“Laundry shall never cease until you and your descendants return to dust”
(And if your descendants number the stars, you can bet your hampers do too)

Disease and war
Birthdays and feasts
Done by a maid
Or by a child in a muddy stream
Laundry connects us, across borders and classes
Soothing constancy even as it mocks

Oh, look at that
I’ve rambled on and really must go
It’s laundry time

I’d love to see the efforts of your poem in the comments below! I understand that these are first drafts and I hope you offer my humble words the same grace!
Remember, Keep Showing Up!

See you tomorrow for Day Ten!

4 thoughts on “October Poetry Challenge: Day Nine”

  1. Way too much irony in the fact that I just put in a load of laundry! Oh my goodness, this is great. You are so right though, no matter what is going on in the world, that laundry just sits there “mocking” me and waiting until I have nothing to wear and no other choice…even if I would rather be doing something leisure and enjoyable like reading, all the way to the other end of the spectrum and needing to grieve a loss while the world goes on without me!

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  2. Oh, look at that
    I’ve rambled on and really must go
    It’s laundry time

    These lines made me laugh out loud 🙂

    There is so much weighty truth to these lines:

    It terrifies me how life can deteriorate in a moment, a breath, a blink
    A car crash, a diagnosis, an act of violence

    It enthralls me how life can blossom in a moment, a breath, a blink
    A confession of love, a delivery, an act of selflessness

    Absolutely love them – it’s soooo true. It’s quite amazing how things can change so quickly in the span of a moment.
    ❤ Awesome poem, girl!

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