sneakers

 

the sneakers
lay in the atic
not quite new not
quite used-the perfect
size the perfect fit with
a sturdy sole but comfort
walks with fashion and the
latter unreliable walked on
by to someothersensitivesole
nothing   ventured   nothing
gained ... in senisible shoes-
the shoes they never had a say
unwanted unskuffed unbroken
when all they ever wanted
was to s  t  r  e  t  c  h
under you weight to be
brok - en under your

 

heel to stinkwiththesmell
of you- the sneakers lay
in the atic    maybe one
day that style will come
´round again  or perhaps
your kids´ll drag ém out
and play dress up and
laugh at where your
taste went

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onelilartist's picture

OH YEAH!! I love concrete poetry--especially when it says so much in analogy. I won't go into what I READ between the lines, but I WILL say that I truly like your writing style and voice. I have several shape poems on my page. Sometimes they just turn out that way with no thought or preconcieved notion as to making it that way. This was one of the best I've read.
Jessica