PIctures...

So... here are some pictures because I couldn't think of a poem. The first is a limb with snow on it, the next two were taken in Florida (it was so hot it melted a crayon, and a wall of shoes w/o flash that I thought looked cool) and the fourth is of a daffodil (look closely inside the flower). They were more of my artistic photos.

Cinderelly, Cinderelly

Well. TOP this week was interesting. I really don't like the way this one was written, but I'm posting it anyways. Thanks for all your comments on last weeks poem! (I'm having a hard time with placing comments and even posting things online because I use a Mac and not a PC; I'm lucky I know basic HTML codes!)

So here's my poem for this week.

Cinderelly, Cinderelly

The vacuum in the hall beckons

it’s voice added to the cacophony

of things I’ve yet “To Do”

The dishwasher gapes

its open mouthed stare unnerving

not to mention the blank eyes

of the washer and dryer

My grocery list seems to go on forever

pooling like Santa’s Naughty List

at the base of the empty ‘fridge

The mountainous pile of laundry looms

the precarious height threatens

a multi-colored avalanche of epic proportions

and the six inches of dust

on the TV screen begs to be wiped clean

I can’t even see House through the haze

the small dust bunnies under my couch

have been genetically altered

becoming instead monstrous dust bears

I steel my nerves and grit my teeth

my resolve is final as i grip the mop

I’ve always felt like Cinderella

when I clean the house