of the broom on the floor
the accomplishment of the dirt collecting
in the dust pan
dumping it into the compactor
a simple task
if only the bits & pieces
of life could be swept, contained
so neatly
lives ooze, scatter
and reverberate
and are never easily swept up

3 comments:
I just finished sweeping the floor,
sat down and clicked on this.
You are right!
A broom is powerless against muddy footprints.
sandy, thanks for stopping by
cosmo, sounds like a poem, think u should write it.
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