Thursday, April 14, 2011

Tuck pointing

Chip out bad mortar

dusty and frail

crumbling detritus.

Sweep it clean.

Fresh good mud,

stuffed into cracks

tuck pointing is

taking care of someone

else’s shoddy work

do it right the first time.

Strike the joint,

Seal it smooth and burnish

but what’s this sloppy unstruck bed?

Alright who didn’t wipe their ass?

A note on this month's blog:  April is poetry month, and I have been double-dog-dared to write a poem every day this month.  Apologies for my bad poems, only two weeks of this left. 

1 comment:

  1. Haha that's hilarious! Your poem gives me new respect for the men tuck pointing in my sister's home in Chicago IL. What they're doing makes more sense now.

    Roxanne Rook | Bruno's Tuckpointing