It’s 2.12 am here and I can’t sleep so have written my first verses for Poetics hosted by dVerse. The theme is laundry. It’s my first time participating in anything like this and I can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that it’s a poem about laundry, written on the notes of my phone.
Oh, and I took the featured picture in Burano, Italy, because you never know when a photo of clothes hanging on a washing line becomes weirdly relevant.
Life is strange. A moment happens, and many moons later it’s captured in verses you never expected to write.
They told me love was in the little things
But I don’t think I realized
quite what that meant.
Then you called me and asked –
Babe, do you have anything that needs
to go in the wash?
And later you counted to make sure
all my socks came back in pairs.
They told me love was in the little things.
But I just didn’t imagine
it would be laundry that made me think
I could do this forever.