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Tootsies

I think the dryer ate my socks. I cannot find a pair. Whatever will my tootsies wear? No sign of socks on my floor, in my drawer, or behind my door! It seems so weird they just disappeared! I thought I spied one under the bed, it was just my Calico cat instead. I asked the dryer their whereabouts. Did he know? I had my doubts. Were they stuck with static to a dress? This tumbling machine would not confess. I begged my crocs, “Have you seen my socks?” “We plead the fifth,” they replied. "Had my dryer lied? I pleaded with the hamper to tell me the truth. Where oh where is the old sock sleuth? Droopy sporty, smelly and black. TELL THE DRYER I WANT THEM BACK!

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/24/2023 5:58:00 AM

Love end rhymes like these " I begged my crocs, “Have you seen my socks?”"

Brian Sambourne

Date: 2/9/2022 1:32:00 PM

Wonderfully inventive poem with delightful rhyming. Congratulations! Brian

Marikate Kingston
Date: 2/16/2022 6:01:00 PM

It was fun to write. My pet peeve, lost socks! When they get all mixed up and missing matches, my husband, out of frustration and at the risk of being late for work, will eventually out and buy more! That makes the lost sock dilemma worse, as now there are even more socks to lose! UGH. Tee hee.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 2/8/2022 6:50:00 AM

This is adorable, Marikate, and I love the way you’ve ended it. I’m grateful to John Watt for connecting us…

Marikate Kingston
Date: 2/17/2022 8:52:00 PM

Me too. Thank you for your praise, it was a poetry hug.

John Watt

Date: 2/7/2022 11:50:00 AM

Marikate, I love the whimsy in this write about missing socks; a problem we all suffer. I enjoyed your internal rhymes (weird/disappeared was my favorite), the cat looking like your missing socks, and the crocs pleading the fifth. So much fun! A recommendation for you: if you haven't yet read the writings of Ilene Bauer here at Soup, she is brilliant at converting daily events into clever and whimsical poetry, give her a look. Blessings ~ John

Marikate Kingston
Date: 2/16/2022 6:08:00 PM

Thank you so very much for telling me about Ilene. I LOVE her writing. This is the way I like to write. That's nice you picked up on that. Her poems are so much fun to read and so pertinent. It is so easy to relate to them. I smiled and chuckled with each one. :) I was especially touched that you liked those specific lines. Thanks for your visit :)

Heidi Sands

Date: 1/22/2022 6:58:00 AM

This is great and a poem I am sure most everyone has experienced. I love your rhymes too. This was fun to read :)

Marikate Kingston
Date: 2/16/2022 6:10:00 PM

Thank you for your nice comment Heidi. It was fun to write :-)

Marikate Kingston

Date: 1/19/2022 11:57:00 AM

Those wretched socks, they evade me, and will not obey me! I'm destined for bare feet. :-(

Gershon Wolf

Date: 1/18/2022 8:10:00 PM

Have you posted a Notice on Facebook yet? How about a flyer tacked to trees in your neighborhood? lol. ~ Fox without Sox