Bothersome Friends: dVerse Poets


Bothersome Friends

I can’t be bothered caring about the way I dress.
I wear my clothes in wrinkles and my hairdo is a mess.
I don’t file my ragged nails. My cuticles are snaggy,
and please don’t bother telling me my pants seat is too baggy.

The only thing that bothers me is folks who are persnickety––
who adjust my collar, smooth my tie or pick at me.
If only they’d leave me alone to be who I am.
Why obsess about my looks when I don’t give a damn? 



The dVerse Poets prompt today is to write a “bother” poem. Image from Unsplash by Daniel Pascoa, used with permission.

31 thoughts on “Bothersome Friends: dVerse Poets

    1. lifelessons Post author

      I forgot to mention tucking a label into someone else’s neck, although I must admit to doing so once or twice..once, to a stranger. So what end of this poem am I on?


            1. lifelessons Post author

              I’m not.. I’m somewhere in the middle. I’m not necessarily the narrator of my poems. I adopt many guises!!! ;o)
              Just answering questions as they are posed.


    1. lifelessons Post author

      The first one came out perfect the first time, without counting, but the second was 5 syllables long so had to trim it. Unfortunately, I trimmed the first one instead!!! Dumb dumb. So had to go back and figure it out again, then trim the second. Pays to keep a copy…


  1. sanaarizvi

    This is skillfully woven! I so admire the attitude in this one, Judy 🙂 a sincere friend would rather pay heed to the heart of the other rather than chipped or manicured nails 💝💝



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