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BARE: Uncensored Poetry
30/30 Project Day #16: WORK = LOVE
WORK = LOVE
The highly educated pom-pom sits.
Atop an endless pot of tea
Four generations, seen and heard
Nothing new under the sun.
Everyday, good china used
Each cup: extraordinary in an ordinary way
Lovingly poured,
Without doctrine or liturgy.
The teapot sits and thinks while
The pom pom solo dances the rhumba.
Many days pass by, service is forgotten
Her warm hands long since cold
No longer pour love for the soul.
Never a collector’s piece
It was made for use.
Gleaming from
Diligent joy,
She didn’t work; she stayed at home.
Cooking and baking, she fed an army.
Pouring endless cups of tea, she managed
the Battalion’s births, deaths and marriages.
Always on the time clock
Yet she always had time.
Eyes glinting and crinkling with fun
A wicked sense of fun
She pursued a dangerous decades long
campaign
Guerilla tactics with the
Forget me-not flowers
She won the war with
Persistence and endurance
She slept with one eye open
Ever fearful; who, what, when and where?
The whys never mattered, for they were rarely true.
Tea for the soul, cake for the heart
No counting calories or fasting fads
She knew the gnawing snakes of hunger.
Her work made visible love.
Connection and belonging
A cup of Bushell’s and a biscuit
A temperate prescription for all ills.
