Laundry Day

FOUND 'ER!!

He found her.

His smile was filled with understanding.

A beautiful white toothed smile.

Understood.

She was just hiding...

     behind the box...

         the one the new washing machine came in.

So much hustle.

Too much bustle.

Retreat

to something resembling 

  Normal

  Safe

Hidden under the warmth of freshly laundered denim.

Ollie Ollie Oxen Free-eeeee!

Reviews

[Zeek4]

I enjoyed your slice of nostalgia. It brought to mind a story I wrote called CHIP. I put it on top if you care to read it. It has to do with a packing crate.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

I will make my way there straight away. Thank you friend.

[Muse]

ha ha ha...I miss those moments of make believe. I had a nostalgic moment today. Walking home with my kids from school.....I felt little once more...but only for a brief moment. I could remember walking home from school with my friends...the wind chimes beckoned me to a land of make believe...the wind blowing my hair without a care....yeah for a very brief moment...I was there....

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Right beside you giggling. Run hurry comeon! I hear the Ice Cream Man!

[Mrs Edith Hat]

One does recall, in ones youth, transforming a packing crate into a Princesses Castle. Interesting what appears upon the surface to be a light ditty serves to act on so many levels. From Reminicance therapy to simple enjoyment. While prone to neither, I am unable to find a single fault within this work. Indeed upon my second reading, one see's just how clever it is in construction and delivery.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Mrs Hat an honor to have you drop in. Humbled by your thoughtful revie. Thank you greatly.

[olla]

we had an appliance store at the end of our street when I was a young girl.. we had whole towns of card board boxes.. I hadn't thought about that in years..

great write..

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Simple. Easy. Free.

[olla]

yep... some of the best things in life are just that.. simple easy and free..

[Clayton Bardwell]

This is great. I thought it was just me. When I see all the money spent on plastic junk from China that my two year old grandson brings to my house to play with I hark back to my childhood remembering my favorite memories doing battle with a big old cardboard box.

He lives in town on asphalt, concrete, and hush you'll bother the neighbors. Here it's rabbits, quail, lots of dirt, tiny rocks, and horse poop. His yellow plastic dump truck is relegated to hauling sticks of just the right length and girth and rocks of many colors.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Use to turn my Schwin with the sissy bar and banana seat upside down and put stuff in the spokes... Crank the pedals and ... hear that? Remember?

[Chris]

Hide-n-seek...that goes a way back.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Did you hear em callin you friend?

[Chris]

yeah, scary isn't it?

[That_Girl]

Hahaha such joy in this poem! Smart, sharp words. Love it.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Thank you

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

:-). Smiling here.

[Ken Simm.]

Lets all dream of our favourite cardboard boxes. The big one's. I'm with EMF Daleks all the way. The one the washing machine came in..... even better. Room for a whole gang of missing things/animals/pets/things of cuteness, (the latter only if you are made out of all things nice, not made out of slugs and snails and puppy dogs tails like me and yer man down there) in there.
See you do do nice. Actually very nice. Actually very, very, nice.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Ken ... You are my second.. No third... No fourth favorite Brit. Sorry but Chris, then Emma and then Nellie beat you to the doorbell. Ding Dong. But you do stand proud in the top four! Brits with brains are appreciated. As are Colonists, Paraguayans, Scott's and Canadians!!

[Ken Simm.]

So you only know four Brits then? Well three cos your Scot is a Brit for the time being . Actually I think I'm in my own top ten somewhere.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

I know many but I do have my favorites. You rank mister!

[Chris]

I haven't seen a Brit with Chris as a handle yet ...can you send me the link?

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Whoops. EM Faustus AKA Christus AKA Chris but he closed his profile today :(

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

EMF is of whom I speak.

[Chris]

Awwwww... am really sorry to hear he is away... hope he returns soon!

[EMF]

Oh, the joy of a cardboard box. You just can't underestimate it. Even for a fully grown adult. You just can't help but let your immagination drift, so that it becomes a tent, spaceship, den, monster (my preference was for Daleks) or giant robot, here to save the world. And written with such fun and vibrance,... if you don't love this poem.... sorry, but you need to go and get a big cardboard box and have a bloody good play in it.
Thanks for this. A joy

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

I would thank you for the review but my cardboard box house doesn't have wifi.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

This is remarkable! The words you chose to use in this take me to a place long ago. I can remember the magic of big boxes, the non-threatening dimness of hiding inside, the feel of being cloistered away hearing my own breath, peeking out of cardboard flaps of "door"...here, it is behind the box...I can also remember "tents" and "forts" of boxes the sound my feet made on the cardboard floor, the bending to crawl or squat through the tunnels as if in an imaginary land and the echoes of whispering "shhhh" and giggles. The "freshly laundered denim" is so powerful...what is it about the scent of clean, fresh that taps into innocence? "Ollie Ollie Oxen Free-eeee" ....free, safe, known.
I am off into a distant time, my own reverie...perhaps, not exactly what you meant, but it was a glimpse into smells and sounds and little people that I had not thought of in a long time. Thanks once again, my friend.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Oh Claire .... it is exactly as I meant it. She who so gets me ... Claire.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I loved the memories and the poem! It is a wonderful connect we share, and I treasure it. :)