Lawrence Sharp Poet Free verse

Dress Me Down

My shirts are tired of me.
'You're tiresome', they say,
'shouldn't you leave soon ?'
My socks take their orders 
from my shoes, 
or is it the other way around ?
Never mind, they agree anyways,
'You've had your fun', they say.
'you should quit now,
before you're too far behind.'
My jeans, all black as my shirts,
they're tired of the tedium
of holding me safe.
'You've got a bit tedious', they say,
'we're bored now, go.'
My briefs are last to reject me,
and most cruel.
'Don't abandon me', I plead,
'I'll die of shame !'
'Yes', they say,
'that's the point, isn't it ?'

26th August 2019

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Eric Ashford August 15, 2020 at 10:52 AM A clever and original work Lawrence. Your sense of the ridiculous is much to be admired. e Lawrence Sharp August 15, 2020 at 11:19 AM Thanks, glad you enjoyed, and you're right, I do enjoy a bit of absurdity.

Mark Peterson September 30, 2019 at 12:53 PM This is a clever, entertaining piece. How would they speak, if given chance, and how would I react when my brain reminded me every five minutes that I was wearing shoes. Why, I’d become a barefoot poet. And you’d survive as well. Lawrence Sharp October 1, 2019 at 11:49 PM Thanks Mark, always good to have your comments, my friend... a very fine barefoot poet you would be.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart September 14, 2019 at 2:50 PM Oh I love this. Fave... xomo! Lawrence Sharp September 16, 2019 at 3:43 AM Thanks, Mo, appreciated, as always.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 7, 2019 at 5:54 PM Hello Lawrence Sharp, I say just by reading this poem, it is time for new clothes. have a nice evening my friend. Lawrence Sharp September 11, 2019 at 10:23 AM I think you're right, Darlene. Thank you for stopping by.

Charles Messina August 31, 2019 at 5:57 AM Lawrence, my clothes sometimes get tired of me too, but some of my clothes I never get tired of. I still have tee shirts that date back to the 80's (lol) Love this poem. Great to see you back my friend. PS: Thanks for your recent visits too! Much appreciated. Lawrence Sharp September 1, 2019 at 11:38 PM Thanks, Charlie, always good to see you, buddy, and very pleased you enjoyed.

Nette Onclaud August 31, 2019 at 1:32 AM the rule goes: get out from your comfort zone... splendidly quilled, lawrence.... huggs Lawrence Sharp August 31, 2019 at 3:27 AM Thanks, Nette, appreciated... good to be back on the soup, and good to have you here again.

Robert Lindley August 28, 2019 at 4:49 AM Such introspection is oft a healing process. A poet must look inward as well in order to better see this world that affects him and all that he holds dear. Exceptional verse and a pleasure to read--been waiting on you to present another gem. A fav.. Lawrence Sharp August 28, 2019 at 11:26 PM Thank you, my friend, it's always good to get your stamp of approval.

Brandy Nicole August 26, 2019 at 1:46 PM Never dress for the moment, the moment will find you dressed in your best. Just sayin'. Life is never boring!! "My shirts are tired of me" :) This is cute!! I don't think your clothes could ever get tired of you. You may get tired of them though. :) Brandy Lawrence Sharp August 26, 2019 at 11:35 PM Thanks, Brandy, good to see you again. As for my clothes not getting tired of me... hell, I'M tired of me ! The existential probing runs deeper than the outer protection from scrutiny. Thanks for stopping by, always good to have you.

Vijay Pandit August 26, 2019 at 11:32 AM Very innovative..the way you captured this discourse. One feels this way from time to time..a pensive write, but real life..yearning for new. Well written, Lawrence. Lawrence Sharp August 26, 2019 at 11:31 PM Thanks for visit and comment, my friend, your support is always really valued. Glad you enjoyed, and glad you perceive some deeper meaning in it.