Waiting for the Shift Change

the broom bristles as I enter the kitchen,
giving me a look like you wouldn’t believe
leaning so casually by the open door.
platters and plates peek from the cupboard,
rattling nervously as the bubbles burst in the sink
where the pails are filling with soapy water.
wooden chairs tap their feet
as if they had somewhere to go-
straightening their backs
when I glance in their direction.
each dish, broom and chair
hums a tune
watching for a shadow in the hall
where, with mop and bucket in hand,
I wait on the stair
for the next apprentice to clock in.

*** a take on the Sorcerer’s Apprentice, the wonderful old Disney classic for the dVerse prompt.

14 thoughts on “Waiting for the Shift Change

  1. I keep reminding my employees that work is like The Apprentice – The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, not Donald Trump. Somedays the brooms and buckets just run amuck. What a hoot to read it in your poetry! Great imagery as usual.

    Nancy

  2. smiles…i like how you use the magicians apprentice…think you are the first that went there…but it is def one of my favs…ha. i love the anticipation of the broom and all around you as you enter the room as well…

  3. ah nice…the sorcerer’s apprentice is my fav by schiller..didn’t know that there’s a disney as well… ha.. he thought it’s so easy, but it needs a certain time to master those ghosts, right..? smiles

  4. Oh, I love this really. It made me smile broadly this morning. Some tasks around the house one really would like another ‘apprentice’ to handle. Definitely would be willing to hand over the mop. Ha!

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