A Windy Washing Day

A Windy Washing Day

17 May 2022

11:20

Clothes in the washing tub
All done

Scrub a scrub, poss. a poss.

Rinse a rinse. Squeeze a squeeze.

 

Hanging on the line.

Peg a peg.

Hanging on the line.

The washing comes alive.

 

Sheet;

Trousers, M & F;

Shirt and Blouse;

Handkerchief.

 

Blowing in the wind.

Sheet like a sail.

Driving a boat.

Perhaps a tea clipper

 

Bringing fresh picked tea leaves.

From India.

At high speed.

To our homes.

 

Trousers;

Legs entwined.

Dancing.

Like Fred Astir and Ginger Rodgers.

 

Legs untwine.

Off they go.

Race.

Across hill and vale.

 

Shirt and blouse

Like two lovers.

Arm in arm.

Off strolling together.

 

Handkerchiefs.

Waving.

Messages.

Prayers.

 

To a departing lover.

Off.

On a far away.

Journey.

 

Wild Rose

2022

 

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

This poem certainly made me smile. Clothes often do seem to have a life of their own when they are blowing about on a washing line. You let your imagination have free rein on this one, and the results are good! You brought the scene alive with vivid imagery. I enjoyed the read!

[Wild Rose]

Thank you, Robert, for reading and your comment.
Yes when you put items with limbs on the line they do seem to come to life

[Richard M]

I'm continually amazed by just how clever we poets are, in the things that we write about and describe. An amazing job at describing something, seemingly, without thought. I love this Wild Rose. Well done!
Take care
Richard

[Wild Rose]

I am often in wonder how the words spin out from such simple things

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear wild rose. I loved this poem.
"Handkerchiefs.
Waving.
Messages.
Prayers."
The above lines. I did adore and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry my dear friend.
Coyote

[Wild Rose]

Thank you dear Coyote
At times the washing appears like the Prayer Flags at some remote monastry

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my dear friend.

[Ken e Bujold]

i really enjoyed this clever little slice of whimsey about the every day task of laundry. My introduction to your work WR, but do believe I will be back again soon. By chance what day is laundry day? I love watching trousers misbehaving :)
ken

[Wild Rose]

Monday was washing day then > Now it is when it is not raining
Thank you for visiting and your comment

[Chris Shaw]

Love here how your imagination goes into overdrive looking at the clothes blowing on the line. You brought back wash day at my grandmother's home. All that rub a dub dub. Soapy suds effort. She did own a mangle for the big squeeze :) Nice job Wild Rose.

Chris

[Wild Rose]

Thank you Chris, my imagination does go into overdrive at times.
I do remember the rub adub times - now it open the door, stick in the clothes shut the door add power in the little box. switch on - about one jour a a cupa tea and a jam butty - clothes all done, and spun almost dry

[Chris Shaw]

So much easier these days isn't it? Lol. Yes, put your feet up and have a cuppa and a snooze. It's all done for us:)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This has some wonderful imagery. It was great fun to read as well. The imagination seems to be blowing as strongly as the breeze here. Delightful writing. F.

[Wild Rose]

Thank you for reading and the comment

I must look for more inspiration in the garden

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I actually have a clothesline in my backyard that I use occasionally. I have bird feeders at either end.

[Betty Hermelee]

Love the way you brought life to these freshly washed clothes blowing in the wind. Such great imagination.I especially like the blouses, like two lovers arm in arm.... all of them were excellent. Nice write.
Best, B

[Wild Rose]

Thank you Betty
We had put the washing on before breakfast - the weather forecast said wind and rain later - So after breakfast, the wind was blowing harder. I wash getting on washing up the dirty pots; the sheet billowing out and the trousers and blouses getting up to their antics legs and arms entwining
Any way they were dry before the rain came

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome!

[Einstein Noodle]

delightful imaging Wild One! enjoyed reading very much .. many memories spring to mind for me .. of "wash day" when clothes take us on such adventures .. thanks to your poem!
E.

[Wild Rose]

Thank you Einstein > I had been watching the ashing yesterday > Sam today - Different clothes but the same antics - hope the washing line doesn't break in the wind