Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts

Friday, July 27, 2018

painting fresh



let me wipe your canvas
erasing the previous scribbles
you may once again paint
paint your fresh pictures

your new grace, or roll
on it as you drool
from your soft lips
that have kissed me much

or can i pick the raspberries
from my bush i have grown
before, to me, you were visible
and blow the worms away

henry victor          22.07.2018


    

Saturday, January 6, 2018

uncluttering




my life is cluttered like my carrot plot

in my backyard beautiful with its green

when captured in a photograph



but when pulling them out for the table

to cook, or to eat as raw salad

there is a different rhyme

useless, too thin, also drying too fast

in a day, or two, but soon ready

to be dumped in the dump that garbage

maintaining my regular payment of the city tax



hence my life has to have much uncluttering

starting with my study needing to be cleaned

with papers filed and some books discarded



the two spaces with hardboard also need

a little mopping to remove my grandson’s spill



my pantry needs arranging

and much to throw away

as i did with my spouse



kitchen cupboards too need a little arranging

with those closets upstairs to be emptied

adding some order to the piles of clothes



the bathroom i use needs scrubbing

with that shower rubber fixed



the wire mesh on the window

in the living room can wait

for fixing till next spring

but windows need cleaning

though only after the garden is fixed

with at least all carrots pulled out

and distributed to those deserving

and undeserving with the hose pipe

wrapped and placed in the garage



the garage too needs cleaning and the basement

a major project before i complete

my paper on the theology

of the missio dei for the SPG journal

or that workshop on pluralistic perspectives

for the White Court Christians



with Justin, my daughter’s son i give in

putting aside all other

while i have to consider my daughter

and her laziness that has piled up a major clutter

with her boy-friend and his direction less life added

threatening to flood not only my basement

but my entire bungalow drowning me to death



i need to sleep enough to give my heart

rest and an opportunity to heal

with enough exercise to get rid

of excess sugar and that fat

while the major task would be to bring enough money

to eat appropriate food and pay the bills

which means also putting up with mediocrity 

the main ingredient of the present life



© henry victor     02.10.2012








Saturday, June 10, 2017

hope in change


change is at my door step
i must welcome her
old lady who occupied my main floor
is leaving my home

i must let her go
with her there in my upstairs
was much whining
and i had no time

to relax, or
take care of my sugar level
and my old dreams were
frequently nightmarish

while my sleep was shallow
and my stomach half empty
making me a dog
walking with no purpose

change is likely to clean up
mess the old woman left behind
scrubbing floor and countertops
before thinking of a new menu

and a new venue
for dancing and singing
driving further away my baggage
burden of bygone days and nights

© henry victor