SWEEPER'S SANCTIMONY

we simply can't love everything we do

 

 

Briskly, one sweeps,

 

Pshhst Pshhst Pshhst

                                 

against a crude tide of resistance,               

 

                Pshhst Pshhst Pshhst

 

as the mind, shattered,

wonders,

exasperating further hindrance.

Averted eyes, roll at sight of

the party organisers’ deplorable,

tactless offences.

 

              Pshhst Pshhst Pshhst

 

This was some gathering,

         why are there still pieces of

 tinsel, and ribbon, attached with

cello-tape, hanging from the high

ceiling?  And why are 6 of the

spotlights, no longer working?

 

Pshhst  Pshhst  Pshhst  Pshhst

 

And did they not even have their

own bin liners? Common sense

must have perished, for who ever

stacked the chairs in front of the

fire exit.    Pshhst Pshhst

 

This must have been some gathering.

 

Pshhstshhst            Pshhstshhst

(fast...)

 

There could have been a year’s

supply of cigarette butts, amongst  the

squashed canapés, can rings, serviettes,

and some unidentifiable things,

compelling one to question

the nature of the night’s social

encounters.

 

Pshhst shhst              Pshhst shhst

 

Arrh, the rusty gate creaks,

while the back ceiling has

begun to leek.

 

 Pshhst shhst shhst shhst

(reaching into the corners)

 

Reaching for a silent detachment

from their presence.

 

pshhst.

 

Only the sunken sky offers

a distracting fondness ,

holding back the ebb of unreason

which is responsible for my

irrational moaning, up to

completion.

 

Even then, triumph recedes

with the unequivocal breeze.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews would be welcome

Reviews

[L.Edward]

Written with a keen eye for detail. Like a detective perousing the scene of a crime. Reminds me of when I worked as a kitchen hand at a cafe with an upstairs function room. I'd play that game over a short black coffee, once I had searched around between all the couch cushions for money and various "bonus" forensic items. Ahh memories!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you and I am pleased to have jolted some interesting memories from your past!

[L.Edward]

Pleasant bohemian memories are always welcome. The pure joy of experience in the moment with all its sweets and grits.

[KAOlmsted]

Your writes are always so clever...You think I have a distinctive voice? (and thank you for that *laugh*) You could drop twenty unsigned poems on the floor and I could pick out the Sheema simply by it's creativity and cleverness...you never cease to amaze...

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Dear Kimmer, thank you for such a compliment, I truly appreciate all of your supportive, kind words, I am genuinely so flattered, see ya soon :)

[KAOlmsted]

Always my absolute pleasure...

[lee von cleef]

the world ,religion rings, a call to shroud, to light,pshsst, she called, I listened, Sound soft working sound, rhythm a clean slate- chalk -line walking- You are beauty to read to hear to inspire thank you.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Hello Lee, thank you for this really nice comment. I was thinking that I would have preferred to have presented this poem in two shorter columns, side by side, for some reason. Your feedback, intrigued me.

[lee von cleef]

any pattern laid on top of life, is intriguing to me .When I watch say horses train I look for patterns or the fluid motion ,But the key, is to feel where my mind or eye goes that is not part of the rhythm,say a bump, or distortion to the flow, stand that domino upright, and the energy will cascade.

[luviva]

uhmmm childhood memories,...
i remmember when we used to share house work amongst our selves and one of mine was sweeping the yard everysingle morning!!
this captures that sensational feeling so greatly...

nice work my dear H

[SHEEMA HUQ]

My dear H?! I have never been known as H :) I am pleased that this piece seemed to have triggered some childhood memories from you, thank you, as ever, for reviewing.

[luviva]

i am really sorry if you dont like me calling u H, its just that am used to it and its shorter.....

[Poussiere D'Ange]

Whoah i love how poetry like this makes one explore the minds of different people . I never thought it from a sweeper's point of view. The little details of the room, and the description was beautiful. I really enjoyed reading this:-):-):-D.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Manual labour, without a vacuum cleaner/hoover in this instance, the sound of being left out and alone is quite prominent I think, thank you for your comment.

[Pax]

oh how refreshing yet again from my friend Sheema ~ this reminds me of our everyday life ~ how our life works and clean everything we find dirty ~ or i might be wrong either way this put a smile on my face while reading it ~ it has a feel good emotions on it... great work my friend!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you thanks dear Pax, for this beautiful review, I am hoping that you are feeling better, there is no rush to come by to visit, you know, I would presume that you would come by when you are ready anyway, taking special care of yourself is the priority......

[therisa]

Am remind of my long ago youth and the time that I threw a house party, while my parents were away, visiting family in British Columbia. The house was a total disaster, from the basement to the attic. My first and last house party.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Always interesting to hear from you Therisa, thanks so much :)

[therisa]

Your welcome, Sheema

[emmajoy]

' Only the sunken sky offers a distracting fondness , holding back the ebb of unreason which is responsible for my ~ irrational moaning, up to completion '

One is allowed to moan, to complain about the minor fidgets in life only because there needs to be focus on what's said to be important, -the greater, more vital things. Though having typed that, personally I think that sorting the minor things is actually a discipline, it's a weeding of the personal schedule.. clears the way, so to speak.

You have an incredible way of finding worth in everything, even if it's not a positive you make it seem so and use your superb phrasing to the nth degree.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Emma Joy, thank you! - means a lot, muchly appreciated!

[emmajoy]

My pleasure and truth. Happy Tuesday. :)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

:0 :0) Same to you

[Ency Bearis]

very creative presentation, great poem

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks you dear Ency!

[Ency Bearis]

you're welcome