FCS focuses on humour,
offbeat poetry and exploring things different
Ingrid has been kind enough to post my work on her Experiments in Fiction site. I am now happy to return the complement with this poem from Ingrid. She has included a photo of her Roomba-loving pooch End of poem) Thankyou for this Ingrid.
Ingrid Roomba robot vacuum (camera shy) and Ingrid’s feet
Roomba-Rhumba Miracle
On days like these
When I can’t piece
Myself together
I let go:
I cannot agonise
About the unswept floors
And unwashed clothes
Escaping from the laundry basket
Instead, I do my hair
(It’s called self-care)
And put some music on:
Maybe I dance the Rhumba
And as I leave the house
I know that Roomba
Is doing for me
The things that I
Cannot do for myself:
It’s called ‘technology’
Though I call it a miracle.
Ingrid
September 2020

Great poem. Brilliant photo
Hobbo and Dauphy (RIP)
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