Sherry Asbury Poet Blank verse

Proper Society

Proper Society

A determined practitioner of misanthropy
My ungainly feet stumbling 
I go about life on my own terms
To sit at a table for tea 
Would find me apoplectic
No finishing school for old women
Who once burned their bras

I prefer to say my piece straight out
And watch truth bounce, like a pinball
From the walls of artifice

Polite conversation
Pass its tray to others, who can
Bend word to find themselves
A cabal of correctness
Their blinders hide them
From naked actuality

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Gershon Wolf January 7, 2019 at 2:54 PM I guess Queenie E. will just have to suck it up and face the fact that you will reject any and every invitation she sends you for a tete-a-tete at tea-time at the Palace. Tell her she'll have to be content with Megan Markle (spelling?). Ha! Keep the faith, my friend. Best wishes, Gershon

Connie Marcum Wong January 5, 2019 at 1:28 PM Yep vests work as well as blouses with two strategically placed pockets! I agree Sherry. Pretense is not my style either. I enjoyed this little trip down memory lane.xxoo : ) Sherry Asbury January 5, 2019 at 1:47 PM Thanks, Connie - glad to know a kindred spirit!!

Caren Krutsinger January 4, 2019 at 10:00 PM Who once burned their bras? How about women who always burn their bra? Or women who wear vests so no one knows they don't have one? Nice one,Sherry. I can so relate to this poem! Sherry Asbury January 5, 2019 at 6:43 AM I can't wear a bra because of open-heart surgery and weak scar...oh what a great consequence!! Wear camisoles and T shirts and am happy as a clam!