"Shine" sculpture by Willie Cole
I move forward, onward
they get stuck like sticky cement
My feet slip out, land
on burning pavement
I turn around, force
my feet back in
They won’t budge
But I must keep walking
And those darn old shoes
chase me
I flee barefoot
scan shop windows
for a new pair
that work
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Sharing with the d’Verse poets community for their Poetics prompt today, which is “shoes”. I love the prompt idea, and it’s a quick write, but still joining in the creative fun. Just as the photo prompt above for Poetics isn’t really about shoes (but is), the poem above isn’t about shoes either, it’s about moving from the past to the future.
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