Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Spring

Seven suits of suffering
paraded through fluorescent lights
render me a sniffling
insecure mess of cellulite.
Need I even state the reason?
Grab your so-wrong; it's swimsuit season!

So-wrong = a sarong that is used to cover up what is so-wrong

For Izy's prompt at Real Toads

21 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Pffft! You're gorgeous, MZ!

Brian Miller said...

so wrong...smiles.
swimsuit season can be traumatic...in so many ways...
some things aint worth starving yourself for either...

love that opening allit...

there is a reason you will never see me in a speedo or thong...ha

my heart's love songs said...

a sarong can be sexier no matter how good one looks.

have i told you how much i LOVE your book? it's absolutely FABulous!!!

Lorraine said...

oh Mama Zen if you worry then I assure you that there are millions trillions who worry more, they'll never even notice yours, they will envy you for your looks, for your obvious intelligence and they will stay under blankets. Which is a shame, I say every woman stand up and don't care about it...it really doesn't matter..even if you're near perfection a man will find some fault as if it were a reflection on them...Pfff I've stop caring a long time ago...there will always be millions of women prettier than I am and millions not as pretty as I , and either way who cares? s'ides you are one good-looking chick, Mama Zen

aprille said...

I've got a wardrobe full of those.In all sizes to go up and down with the hormones.

hedgewitch said...

I'm all for the old days when they wore suits that covered everything from neck to knees...it's just better that way for me. ;_) Love the rhyme here, MZ, and the irony is lovely and crisp, served dry.

razzamadazzle said...

Love it! I haven't been swimming in public in many years. :-)

Marian said...

i can totally relate.
love your rhymes in this one! yippee!

Susan said...

Definitely an underside. Love the reference to Salome and the dance of the seven veils. I would need a major reward for undressing like that! Bring on the so-wrong! Fine writing,MZ.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is so clever!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

So-wrong! That's funny, but I'm right with you. I stopped wear two-pieces years ago, especially when I sprouted hair on my chest.

I agree with fireblossom, or did you forget what I wrote you? :)

Soak up some vitamin D, and I don't mean a tanning booth either, MZ!

Helen said...

Muumuus work too, though I doubt you need either garment.

Herotomost said...

Tried my thong on yesterday.....and just like every year...not good, not good...lol. Loved this.

Isadora Gruye said...

clever as always MZ...this is why I prefer skinny dipping, it's just more humane to skip the formality of bikini shopping. Viva la and thanks for posting!

Kay L. Davies said...

Since I've had to wear granny-bathing-suits with shorts and skirts, I don't even want to be seen, but I do miss swimming. This summer I'll be back at the lake where I learned to swim, and I'm gonna get me a so-wrong, a giant economy size so-wrong.
Don't know when I've laughed so much at one of your poems. I've been feeling poorly, and you made me feel better. Thanks!
K

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Damn, Mama, "so-wrong" my ass. I don't care what hangs out, I earned every pound. Besides, I was bulimic and a stick figure a year ago. I'm in recovery and have managed to put on ten pounds.

Remember, real women have curves!! And having said that, I realize I have to buy a larger swimsuit this year. It really is no fun, but I say, bring it!!

Also, thanks for your assurance about the bawdy poems on Real Toads, heh heh... Amy

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Hannah said...

YOU crack me up!!! So often! I love this and I'm adopting one of those so wrongs! Hilarious. :)

Grace said...

I enjoyed the so-wrong take, swimsuit season here we come ~ Love this MZ ~

Robyn Greenhouse said...

Thanks for the smiles! Trying on bathing suits under the store lights is so-wrong!

henna ink said...

I love what you did with the word "sarong." You didn't need to explain yourself. :) I'm sure any woman could figure that out!

I love the opening line; it could begin a million poems about a million completely different topics.