We did not know our old house
had such lovely bones
until we put her on a diet.
All her flab
from furniture to knickknacks
trimmed.
Frumpy wardrobe of linoleum
replaced.
A facelift of paint
took years off
dinged and battered walls.
Finally we coifed her
with a new roof.
Now svelte and chic
she’s on clutter-free maintenance
striking a coy pose
on the MLS
and making bling eyes
at the local realtor.
© 2009 by Violet Nesdoly
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Oooooh, I like this a lot! I think I am actually going to go clean now, inspired by your words. Thank you – I needed that!
Found you on Miss Rumphius where I also enjoyed your “Black” poem. (We almost named our daughter Violet, but with VanDerwater as a last name, it was just too much!)
Yours,
Amy
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Thanks for coming by, Amy! I have checked out your Poem Farm – looks like there’s lots of eye-harvesting potential there… will be back! (Yes, Violet VanDerwater would have been an interesting combo?:)
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