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Curling
by Maria Terezia FerenczCurrently watching curling
wondering why there isn't
a team of housewives
on the ice
who could beat the queens of Swiffering?
Also wondering why
they scrub so hard the ice?
Are their floors at home dirty?
Do they only scrub that way
for medals?
I am just now wondering why
life isn't an Olympic sport
and we couldn't direct our lives
by the scrubbing of spots
with broomstick minds
to keep it rolling off course
would there be a medal for that?
would anyone someone noone stand and scream
doing the wave when things went right?
probably would not sell commercials though
after all the birth of a child
death of a parent
timing a funeral just right
aren't monumental are they
but sliding a rock across the frozen ice
and swiffering it just right
is
or is it?
02/27/2010 Author's Note: Ummm I hate curling....
Posted on 02/28/2010
Copyright © 2025 Maria Terezia Ferencz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Stephan Anstey on 02/28/10 at 02:10 AM I love curling :) |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/28/10 at 03:09 AM I adore curling, but also enjoyed this poem. Who knew a broom could scrub ice! Yes, I think a medal or two in the kitchen is a great idea. |
| Posted by V. Blake on 02/28/10 at 03:47 AM "I am now wondering why life isn't an Olympic sport." That right there is an incredibly clever piece of writing. Kudos to you. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 02/28/10 at 05:52 PM ..... such a wonderful write, I could not rate it high enough..... |
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