Turn on a light, get a glass of water
From the tap and take a hot shower.
Go surf the web and flip on the telly;
Remember to breathe in the flowers.
Rice and beans are nice, but do get boring
When it’s all you have on your platter.
Go eat a fresh, multi-coloured salad,
Because to you that’s all that matters.
A rocky avocado lies dormant,
Waiting for the day of ripening;
Cheap, large, and burgeoning with juices -
I have no reason to be whining.
The goat increases in value with age,
But what price for some companionship?
Taxing dogs often need a rabies shot,
But provide a more eventful trip.
Today’s victory: I hand-washed what at
Home would be half-a-load of laundry;
Here it broke down to be three buckets full –
I could quite afford the quandary.
Hang up to dry, inside out of course; if
I walk by and get dirt on your shirt
Then it will only scratch your skin, rather
Than be out for all the world to hurt.
Now I’m sore – my arms, my back, my torn feet;
Further I see than ever before.
Always taught by the challenge, I take
One day at a time – it’s not a chore.
Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 2:21 PM UTC
Turn on a light, get a glass of water
From the tap and take a hot shower.
Go surf the web and flip on the telly;
Remember to breathe in the flowers.
Rice and beans are nice, but do get boring
When it’s all you have on your platter.
Go eat a fresh, multi-coloured salad,
Because to you that’s all that matters.
A rocky avocado lies dormant,
Waiting for the day of ripening;
Cheap, large, and burgeoning with juices -
I have no reason to be whining.
The goat increases in value with age,
But what price for some companionship?
Taxing dogs often need a rabies shot,
But provide a more eventful trip.
Today’s victory: I hand-washed what at
Home would be half-a-load of laundry;
Here it broke down to be three buckets full –
I could quite afford the quandary.
Hang up to dry, inside out of course; if
I walk by and get dirt on your shirt
Then it will only scratch your skin, rather
Than be out for all the world to hurt.
Now I’m sore – my arms, my back, my torn feet;
Further I see than ever before.
Always taught by the challenge, I take
One day at a time – it’s not a chore.
Copyright: Conor Clerkin, 2009.
Poem created through the inspiration of a letter sent to me near the end of 2009. Almost every line uses some of the words and subject matter of that letter.