The Vacuum Cleaner
; A salesman was here today Selling vacuum cleaners. They clean everything, He said. The pelmets, the curtains, And of course, the carpet; Even the bedcover, the walls, And that place under the bed Which…
; A salesman was here today Selling vacuum cleaners. They clean everything, He said. The pelmets, the curtains, And of course, the carpet; Even the bedcover, the walls, And that place under the bed Which…
About the poet – I found this and a few other poems in the diary of an 18-year old girl a couple of years ago. She would rather remain anonymous. Actually, she can’t remember…
Haven’t I met you before, From across a closed door? In a dream, Kind of forgotten? In a verse still to be written? In a note Not yet sung? In a word that…
This is a very special quilt, perhaps the closest to my heart! I started making it in February this year, as a Valentine’s Day challenge entry for my facebook quilting group, Desi Quilters. I had…
The Butterfly’s Dance – A Mother’s Promise In the jungles of her mind In a dank and dreary cave Surrounded by much deadwood Rarely the joy of day. Only those creeping crawling vines…
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