There are many things to wonder about,
Whilst taking all the garbage out.
Like why we throw out so much stuff.
Are we recycling enough?
And what if a truck came everyday,
To take all our past mistakes away?
There are many things to contemplate,
Whilst watching laundry agitate.
Like how detergent really works,
When washing away all that dirt.
And if it’s good at cleaning clothes,
Can it also remove stains on souls?
There are many things that make one think,
Whilst scrubbing out the bathroom sink.
Like whether to get a plumber there,
When the drain is all clogged up with hair.
And can we really ignore our worries away,
If we don’t think about them everyday?
These are the things I think about.
The things I try to figure out.
How come it’s harder to clean up my life,
Than it is to clean my house?
Random Misanthrope 
A wise and fun poem. Your teaching experience really comes through, subtly, like fog.
Why, thank you for stopping by and leaving such a wonderful, and poetic, comment! 🙂
Howdy, Miss Kitten! I’m baaaack, too! I see a lot of the familiar names, but some new ones too. I’ll be checking some of them out, soon as I finish cleanin the house.
I enjoyed your poem!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/08/22/the-last-watch-2/
Cleaning is a great time to clear the mind as well–thank you for sharing your practical philosophies! One unintended consequence of your poem is that it got me thinking about what a “plummer” would do. I figured he would pick plums. And thus an apple-picker would be an appler. It’s quite fun to apply the same logic to other fruits (a blueberry-picker would be a blueberrier,etc.) so thank you for that pleasure 🙂
Ah, thanks for pointing out that mistake. That’s a homophonic error: two words that sound the same but are spelled differently. Thus they are often confused.
Sure–it’s a really easy mistake to make. But if you hadn’t made it, I wouldn’t have had the initial pleasure of the vocab-shifting thought experiment. It was like spilling the spice cabinet into a batch of cookies and finding they were actually delicious 😀
When you put that way, you’re more than welcome!
Scrubbing bubbles of wisdom. You have a good way of leading the reader with lighthearted depth.
Thank you for that! Cleaning is a pretty mindless activity and it does cause one’s mind to wander.
smart poetry..
your words sing.
How did I miss this little gem?
Aw, thanks Ken! You must have been on vaction or something. 🙂