Ironphobia

Written for:  Poetic Asides #448 – Write a chore poem.

Ironing had a zero score
on list of tasks I did before
adulthood. Then, no iron I swore.
A chore no more! a chore no more!

Mom’s ironing from shirt to dress
was perfection, I must confess.
Now when I shop as you will guess–
permanent press! permanent press!

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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