The Guy In Aisle Nine

“Anyone who isn't embarrassed of who they were last year
 probably isn't learning enough.”           — Alain de Botton


convinced me to roll curlers let them hang loose roam the village grocery store bobbing along latent style and jeans wouldn’t mind the stares if but i could restore my youth shake my booty oh so fine to the chagrin of my grandmother’s eyes to the surprise of the guy in aisle nine who thought me shy 3/23/2020
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Horn Avatar
March 28, 2020 at 8:14 PM
Was that Michelle Number Nine? Is your Dad still active?
Brewer Avatar
March 28, 2020 at 12:46 PM
Each year brings to mind more to be embarrassed at in retrospect, but more resilience to shyness in the present. This poem strikes a chord even to one of different gender. Brilliant title and well crafted writing, Kim
Rodrigues Avatar
March 28, 2020 at 4:32 PM
Thank you, Geoffrey, for saying so.
Proxenos Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 11:49 AM
'Shake my booty - restore my youth - your photo screams youth - so sure you shook your booty very well indeed - a sprinkle of a naughtiness makes the poem perfect. Lovely write, Blessings, Jennifer.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 3:04 PM
LOL, thanks!
Ashford Avatar
March 24, 2020 at 4:53 PM
I did so enjoy this write Kim Well said!
Rodrigues Avatar
March 24, 2020 at 5:22 PM
Thank you!
Wolf Avatar
March 24, 2020 at 10:41 AM
You are too much, Kim: 'Shaking your booty,' indeed!...Great quote about embarrassment too. Take care now, Gershon
Rodrigues Avatar
March 24, 2020 at 5:22 PM
LOL...have to write something to chase away the boredom. :)
Kinard Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 5:44 PM
You don't have to shake it. There is an old song called In those Jeans by Ginuwine. Put'em on and just walk.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 6:13 PM
LOL...love it! :)
Michael Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 3:15 PM
Still in the show...Youth is fantastic...but beauty never grows old, even with curls...
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 6:13 PM
:) Thanks, Arturo
La France Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 2:25 PM
Kim, sweet, I recall my mother going to the grocery store in curlers, she thought nothing of it but as a teen I was horrified, one time she picked me up after work in her nightgown (well at least she was in the car) I like your poem a lot _Constance
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 2:59 PM
Thanks so much and thanks for sharing your memory with me! My visiting Grandma rolled my hair and convinced me to go to the store...only time I did that. But such things stick in our memories :)
Foli Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 1:02 PM
Creatively woven Kim! Thanks for your last comment on my poem. Stay bless!!! Love and hugs!!!!
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 1:15 PM
Thank you! Hugs...Kim
Romios Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 11:22 AM
Good one Kim. What a way you have with words!))) Panagiota
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 11:24 AM
Thanks! :)
Rigoler Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:12 AM
Haha! Light hearted withjust enough of naughtiness to give it spice! / M
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:16 AM
LOL wink wink
Gentile Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:08 AM
It sounds like fun Kim< we sure need some carefree booty shaken' right now!! Happy Monday xxoo
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:22 AM
LOL...right?!
Rigoler Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:08 AM
Whoa! "Swimmers"! Never thought of that, but then I'm not a female. You are clever, Kim. / M
Rodrigues Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 10:22 AM
LOL, Maurice! :)
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