Iron Me Out

Written for:  The Twiglets #28:  “wrinkled linen”

No fuss, no muss, no iron, no worries over wrinkled linen.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Iron Me Out

  1. Janice says:

    I have an ironing board but rarely use it these days 🙂


  2. Misky says:

    Nice. Reminds me of the spilt milk saying.


  3. Sarah Lea Stories says:

    Love it! No ironing for me.

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  4. Tom Merriman says:

    The best kind of ironing, Sara! 😀

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