Filthy cup
Just soaking
Detergent
Sprayed throughout
Saucer now
Deep dish dirt
Floating forth
Dishing dirth
That last line is perfection, Richard. And as I reread the poem for a third time, I realize that your words can stand as a metaphor for a conversation I had just this morning. Great poem, Richard. A 10.
I love the way you have taken up the topic and treated it as a meaningful experience. The comments and your reply are quite interesting. Thanks, Richard.
Rajnish, dish washing can be a meditative experience. Thank you for reading and commenting. Always greatly appreciated!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
M.J, thank you for thinking that the last line is perfection. And yes, the metaphor is most definitely there!