there is a secret life in laundry
tomato and raspberry sins front-loaded
into nothingness
contrition wrung out with desert heat
warp speed
stubborn repentance ironed out
until we are fresh and sweet
once again
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Brace yourself for the entries in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Fresh.
ACROSS THE BORED 
What a great way to view the drudgery of laundry! Namaste. . . .Anne
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It’s a coping mechanism!
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This is phenomenal–the photo is absolutely fascinating, and the poem sheer brilliance. I may just give up my post at Indigo….
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Thank you – one of those spur of the moment inspirations!
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This is something different, but still very interesting and colorful!
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Thanks – my garden raspberry pic didn’t make the cut….
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Wonderful abstraction!
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Thank you – won’t be long before it is back to its original form…
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Really interesting. Almost hypnotic. :)
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You are getting sleepy…
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Oh my. What a “fresh” take. Excellent poetry. Love the photo as well!
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That you very much!
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that’s cool, are those fresh socks?
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A stack of “freshly pressed” t-shirts!
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I love this photo, such a great shot plus very clever words to go with it :)
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Thank you – the fact that the laundry is done is a bonus too!
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oh this is a really really nice one! well done!
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Thank you – it was right there before me!
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