TheBanyanTree: Washday

[John Bailey]

Monday January 17, 2005

WASHDAY

Not much of a day. Largely hostile weather. No events of any note. Just a 
make-weight day, keeping my place on the hopefully straight line I trace 
from here to... somewhere.

I did manage to bring a new poem to completion, and found a picture to go 
with it. That'll have to do it for today.



WASHDAY

In a garden along the lane
an old woman fought
a complex battle
with a reluctant tea towel
and a rising gale.

Three clothes pins, some cursing
and  much relentless determination
were needed to fix it, flapping,
to the line but she succeeded
and stepped back, triumphant,

just as a twist of wind, vengeful,
lifted her skirt to show her bloomers.


--John Bailey   Lincolnshire, January 2005



[The picture can be seen at 
<http://www.oldgreypoet.com/2005/200501/20050117.html>]

--
John Bailey   Lincolnshire, England

journal of a writing man:
<http://www.oldgreypoet.com>