Ode To A Housewife Poem by Violet Llewellyn

Ode To A Housewife

Rating: 4.5


In repose—elegance
Housedress clad frame
Of teeth and nails
Steel ball-bearing eyes

The ultimate meaning—business
No rest for the weary
Every morning she punches in
Four eggs cracking

From her fingers hangs a cigarette
Her just reward for all the years
It’s one little addiction she allows
Just for her non-existent relaxation

The children cry to her stone face
Set to stern from years of stress
And her harsh tongue is no defense
Against little toddlers’ shredding screams

Stay away from the skeletons
She keeps her closet locked up tight
And all her tears are cried alone
Dear mother that this big world broke

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 25 March 2018

A nice poetic imagination, Violet. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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