Concerto of the Laundromat

Concerto of the Laundromat

A Poem by B.L.North
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Little random piece while at the laundromat

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Slipping on scuffed lime green headphones

Heavy beats take over in an impromptu soundtrack.

Spiraling dryers, clothes a cacophony of colors,

Each load tells a story I will never know.




Heavy beats take over in an impromptu symphony. 

Strangers heap belongings into dingy washers,

All the while spiraling dryers create looming a Picasso, a cacophony of color.

An unexpected piece of poetry in the routine



Strangers heap belongings into dingy washers.

A boy jumps about, a ragged towel now a cape.

An unexpected piece of poetry in the routine

Played out on a faded linoleum, littered and stained.


A boy jumps about, ragged towel still a cape

People converse, my own music writing their lines,

Played out on a faded linoleum, littered and stained.

Drudgery of laundry day plain on their faces.



People converse, my own music writing their lines

Each load tells a story I will never know.

The drudgery of laundry day clear on their faces,

As heavy beats take over in an impromptu symphony 

© 2014 B.L.North


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the repetitiveness in a poem about a laundromat totally works.

I liked it.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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B.L.North
B.L.North

Seattle, WA



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