Action Figures by Edith Vonnegut
Hestia sighs
"This Domestic Goddess gig is getting OLD!Back in the day, I was worshipped
Sacrifices were made;
torches were lit
But now
I'm a glorified maid!
My brothers and sisters cavort
and carry on
while I stay here
tending house and raising the kids
Sure, I chose the domestic life
but, damn!
If I have to mop up another puddle of baby vomit
or vacuum one more hairball,
I'm going to scream!
I haven't done my Zumba workout in 3 weeks
and I need a mani-pedi NOW
before my feet look like Pan's!
It's time someone else tended hearth for a while
I'm taking a break-
right after I fish a Ninja Turtle out of the toilet!"
submitted for Magpie Tales, Mag 257
and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform
14 comments:
A domestic goddess work is far from divine.. Skip that Ninja Turtle and go to your Zumba Hestia,
Ha ha , no ninja turtles and the Cherubs die ! So vital
I think you got to the heart of the modern hearth here! Hestia hasn't gotten much notice in the poetic lists -- Aphrodite 'n' Persephone are much more colorful, we think ... Lots more fun being Mary at Jesu's knee than Martha cleaning up the last supper dishes, fer sure. Lots of fun here and more than a little pout. Working the middle is a lot more than divine.
Ha! You crack me up, girl. Definitely been there, done that, but no one wanted to admit I was a goddess. The ingratitude!
I am laughing and crying. Tis true-there is no rest only moments for poetry and fishing!
I was never a goddess-either. Work is always there waiting like a hungry shark.
You are a rig!
I love the narrative voice here! Your modern take on the ancient Greek character is very amusing.
Amen, sister!
A domestic goddess's work is never done! Nice one.
Let's hope her God helps out a bit… and proves she's a Goddess :)
I love the visuals through out your writing!
I'm taking a break-
right after I fish a Ninja Turtle out of the toilet!
Hahaha! I like it! :-)
I can relate. Goddesses unite!
Hestia and Pan. Im trying to remember roman or greek. Nicely written though
Oh I so hear you, Sister! The weird thing is, once the kids grow up, you miss those days so much!
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