The rhythm
of the dryer
is soothing.
As the clothing
tumbles, I hear
a high-pitched ping –
like coins
shaken
in a pocket,
and the heavy thump
of footless shoes.
The rhythm
of the dryer
is soothing.
As the clothing
tumbles, I hear
a high-pitched ping –
like coins
shaken
in a pocket,
and the heavy thump
of footless shoes.
It is!
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👍👍👍 Sometimes it sounds like popping corn too.
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I like the way you took something a s mundane as drying clothes and made it into a great poem!
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Thank you ♥
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You are welcome!
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listening to the hum a house makes can do the same too, the familiar and anticipated don’t let us down. as Dwight said I love how you crafted this poem, and for me it creates a little cocoon of safety too.
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Thank you ♥
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you are welcome, this was really good.
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Funny! I love it! Thanks for sharing this with us at the Go Dog Go Cafe today!
Stephen
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🙂
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🤓
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…The normal household background tones
Soothe our souls within the walls of our homes
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yes ♥
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Intricate observation
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Thank you ♥
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