Saturday, July 23, 2011

A conversation with my shoes.

I slide on the fabric sneakers
And feel their welcoming embrace.
Sometimes, they are the only welcoming embrace.
Their scuffs and scratches are familiar.
The laces are fraying,
Like my soul.
I like the way they rub the asphalt,
Rough and tender.
The gravelly song of a journey begun.
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15 comments:

  1. LouiseJuly 23, 2011 at 2:37 PM

    This is true, there's nothing like a well worn pair of comfortable sneakers..nice write..:)

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  2. VictoriaJuly 23, 2011 at 2:45 PM

    The laces are fraying...like my soul. There's a bit of sadness and a bit of comfort in this poem. Like life.

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  3. tom eliotJuly 23, 2011 at 2:57 PM

    Hi Louise
    I really enjoyed this piece - put me in mind of my 10 year old converse all stars (chuck taylors)That old and worn they resemble flip flops!
    Jokes aside - i feel my old boots have travelled with me - taking the Knocks - you capture this perfectly.

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  4. Brian MillerJuly 23, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    nice touch on the gravelly song...love it when i find a good pair of shoes...all the scratches carry a story...

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  5. TashtooJuly 23, 2011 at 3:06 PM

    Sold! Unlike many ladies...I rely on old favorites and wear them out to the point there's no wear left! Some potent lines combine to make this a very enjoyable and thought provoking read! Will stay with me long after the comment's posted.

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  6. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 3:12 PM

    I like the way they rub the asphalt,
    Rough and tender.

    Nothing like comfortable armour!

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  7. Mark KerstetterJuly 23, 2011 at 3:36 PM

    You can't beat an old pair of canvas sneakers to put a spring in your step and get a job done.

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  8. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 3:37 PM

    I love my fluffy house shoes after a day at work. nice poem.

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  9. hedgewitchJuly 23, 2011 at 4:05 PM

    The laces are fraying/like my soul

    Some very effective phrases here, and a warmth behind the stresses.

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  10. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 6:47 PM

    Love this ode to your sneakers :)

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  11. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    I love the last line! The whole poem is good but the ending clinches it for me.

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  12. UnknownJuly 23, 2011 at 8:29 PM

    I do hate new shoes. Really liked the title and how you mixed in some dark lines withe the matter-of-fact :)

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  13. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 8:52 PM

    Wow, this is good. I love how the title plays off the poem (against expectation) -- the titular conversation is wordless, as with old familiar friends.

    David

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  14. Misfit.July 24, 2011 at 12:24 PM

    Thank you all, so much!

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  15. signed...bkmJuly 24, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    Very nice..and the last line worth the whole read...always good to begin a journey...bkm

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