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Washing Day

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ her regrets were dust. they cocooned her in an arid cloud of failed feelings and missed chances. she was gasping for breath when a gentle rain washed them away.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/1/2024 6:01:00 PM

I like this a lot. I was a little kid at the end of the era of wringers among 'modern parents' as mine tried to be. Those wringers wrung the clothes and drained the their human operators. The exhaustion and enervation was and is palpable. Kudos, Gershon

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/2/2024 4:37:00 AM

I, too, was a small child when wringer washers were being replaced with those 'fancy automatics.' I watched my mother and grandmother using those old washers...it was exhausting for them...I guess that's why only one day a week was designated as 'wash' day. Have a splendid day, Sara

Sotto Poet

Date: 5/1/2024 5:25:00 PM

Magnificent poetry on the subject of overcoming regret and moving on. Your description of the suffocating effects of regret and the eventual relief from them brought about by a cleansing rain—a metaphor for forgiveness or renewal—is quite moving.

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:31:00 PM

thank you, dear Sotto, for your meaningful and positive comments. Grateful you found my poem 'moving.' That means a lot to me...have a great evening, your poetess friend in Texas, Sara

Deb M

Date: 5/1/2024 1:41:00 PM

Sara….what a lovely touching write tinged with sadness about regret….”a gentle rain washed them away” how poetically and beautifully said!! absolutely love this poem Sara! Debx

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:31:00 PM

thank you, Deb, for your kind and sensitive thoughts and words. Grateful you loved my poem. I'm grateful you stopped by; enjoy your evening, hugs, Sara

Silent One

Date: 5/1/2024 12:35:00 PM

Must have been so hard in those days...

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:30:00 PM

Yes, it was hard... I remember my grandmother's washer was outside where she heated water and the washer did it's thing but she had to turn the crank to wring the water out before hanging the clothes on the line to dry. Now, some washing machines even talk. Amazing! thanks for your visit, Sara

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 5/1/2024 11:32:00 AM

Hello sara, i am glad that the rain came and washed the dust away. Hugs. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/2/2024 3:31:00 PM

Hello Sara, yes rain or tears washes away the dust of regret. Hugs. /Darlene/

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:29:00 PM

me too...either rain or tears wash the dust of regrets away. :-) enjoy your evening, Sara

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 5/1/2024 10:00:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Washing Day" write/story. Great Picture... Just think, we went from washing on stones to the machines we have today. WOW!!! what a change. Have a blessed day................

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:29:00 PM

Thanks for visiting, Paul. I appreciate your positive remarks as well as your reflections about the washing machine. I remember my grandmother's was outside where she heated water and the washer did it's thing but she had to turn the crank to wring the water out before hanging the clothes on the line to dry. Now, some washing machines even talk. Amazing! enjoy your evening, Sara

Tom Cunningham

Date: 5/1/2024 8:35:00 AM

Sometimes that's all it takes, a gentle rain. Tom

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:27:00 PM

a gentle rain or a shower of tears...either way, one feels better. Thanks for visiting Tom. Hope you and yours are well...have a pleasant evening, Sara

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/1/2024 7:53:00 AM

Dear Sara, I loved how you captured the transformative power of release and renewal with breathtaking elegance. Such as the imagery of regrets cocooning in an arid cloud speaks volumes about the weight we carry from our past. Yet, the gentle rain that washes them away symbolizes hope and liberation. There is always the promise of cleansing and rebirth. Beautifully crafted reflection on the journey towards healing and redemption. - Blessings, my friend, Daniel

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:26:00 PM

thank you ever so much, Daniel, for your encouragement and understanding of my poem. Your thorough reads are validating and highly appreciated. Wishing you a blessed evening, Sara (For me, it's all about transformation... :-)

Joe Dimino

Date: 5/1/2024 6:24:00 AM

Always some regrets, curiosities...always wondering, if only slightly, of road not traveled...life is really too short -- our nature to want to wander where we wonder. Lovely read. Thank you.

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:25:00 PM

thank you, Joe, for your positive remarks. Always grateful for your visits. Wishing you a splendid evening, Sara

Joseph May

Date: 5/1/2024 5:45:00 AM

A gentle rain washed her despair away, Very nicely penned, best wishes

Sara Etgen-Baker
Date: 5/1/2024 5:24:00 PM

thank you, Joseph! Appreciate your visit and positive remarks. Have a pleasant evening, Sara