My Old T-Shirts
by Patrice Lauren
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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When I clean out my closet, what am I parting with?
Like a layer of life
In the winter,
Languidly lounging amongst layers
Of conflagrant insulation.
Yet ably warming the shivering self within.
Like a memory
In years gone by,
Masking the melodramatic mime
Of melancholy materialism.
Teasing, the twitters, tatters of dorsal terrain.
Like a shielding coat of armor
In the battlefield of fashion,
Projecting a portraiture of poetry,
Punctuating periods of productive purpose.
Perhaps, peddling provocation for further pondering.
It’s difficult for me to part with my old t-shirts.
There’s too much of me in them.
If I clean out my closet,
Will I lose the memories?
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|Reviewed by Vesna Vanessa
|Clear the old stuff..make room for glorious new scenarios..
wondrous write indeed..
|Reviewed by Samuel Stone
|cute story and a well written poem...enjoyed the read...
Wishing you well...
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I like the way you expressed your sentiments in this poem. In many ways, I can relate. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|You can aleays make some neww memories?
|Reviewed by Arthur Tugman
|I love your poetry.
|Reviewed by email@example.com Bennett
|IT HAS BEEN A PLEASURE TO READ SUCH FINE WORK.|
|Reviewed by Phyllis Du'Gas
|I really like this!|
|Reviewed by F William Broome
|You write very well in this one. And, in doing so, you've elevated the T-shirt to a level I've never imagined. Taking your words for it, I suspect that being the gender you are, you've put far more into a little 'ole T-shirt that I ever could! Vive la femme! - Bill (with rusty French)
|Reviewed by Divinity 11
|sounds like you had a lot of fun with alliteration on this one! each tshirt holds a memory, no?
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Never wear em myself. Lots of alliteration. Original subject.