Hump Day Poetry – Week 2 The Cleaner’s Day Off


The cleaner’s day off

Had at last arrived.

To a fanfare

Picnic baskets were packed

Holiday clothes the order of the day

No scarves, no buckets or mops

Most of all no dusters

No polish and definitely no shining.

They gave not a toss

To the gathering dust

The creeping tarnish

The frowns of those for whom they cleaned.

This was their day off

The one-day in the year

Where thoughts turned from work

To those of the rich and idle.

They relaxed under wide umbrellas

Ate the food of kings

Sang their songs

For somewhere over the rainbow

Lay their promised land.


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10 Responses to Hump Day Poetry – Week 2 The Cleaner’s Day Off

  1. rosemawrites says:

    Oh. You painted such a happy day through your simple yet beautiful words. 🙂

  2. This day sounds like the Unites States, “Labor Day.” Lovely poem!

  3. Lori Carlson says:

    Wonderful poem, Michael! After watching one too many episodes of Downton Abbey lately, this reminds me of the few occasions when they staff took days off for picnics and fun. Well-written! Thanks for joining me for another week of Hump Day Poetry!

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