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There’s a lost sock again, and I am beginning to think there are elves in my dryer, off somewhere now having a Sock Hop. Once upon a time I folded tiny socks, onesies, bibs. Today I dump baby moose-sized clothing into clean baskets, and announce that it’s all ready to be put away. (Teenaged groan. Teenaged. Grown.) In just a few weeks all these clothes will go straight from basket to suitcase, straight from desert to my Lake. But today I revel in the modern marvels of gentle agitation, air conditioning, and a fresh pair of yoga pants.
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Indigo stained sky;
a bleached bone moon folds into
a spin cycle sea.
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It’s Haibun Monday over at dVerse, with Toni hosting. Come play!
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Oh, there are definitely elves, or maybe gremlins, in the dryer. I enjoyed this.
That haiku is a stunner…every word of it!
Lost socks are so Murphy’s Law! Ahh…modern marvels–what would we do without them!? I love that “spin cycle sea.”
The haiku is indeed a wonder of beauty. Bleached bone moon….that is just luscious.
Oh, I love that haiku!
Love this!
Love the tangle of images here and your humour which we can all relate to – I have a tissue monster in my machine – the haibun took me by surprise with its imagery and the way you linked it all together in a cycle 🙂
People have been writing beautifully about the more mundane aspects of their lives. This is well-crafted as always.
The way you have reused the laundry metaphor into the marvelous haiku is pure genius… and I do know for a fact that there live sock consuming lobsters in all machines..
Would you believe I still do my teen’s laundry and folding as I can’t stand the pile of mess ~ Enjoy the time now before your travel ~ Love the imagery of the moon folding in ~
…and you hold your breath until that Lake… Love the imagery!
Fun look at laundry but then the Haiku–breath-taking.
Lovely
love how you tied laundry into your haiku. Brilliant!
Bleached bone moon – what a fantastic image. Haunting.
Improvements and new ideas always at hand these days. One just needs to be aware and is saved from ‘trouble’ of the old ways!
Hank
oh….sigh….did you hear my sigh? I made it, outloud. LOVE this! Haiku is perfect here 🙂
and oh those elves having their private sock hop! If you find a navy sock with red dots at that sock hop, let me know! 🙂
Oh, I’ve been there/here where you are now! They grow so fast from those tiny clothes to grown up clothes, don’t they? Beautiful haiku!