Poem -
Brogues
someone told me
they're lesbian shoes ?!
But I'm still safe..
as houses..
they comfort my soul,
nothing pretentious,
out for a stroll,
feeling marvelous..
I remember wearing
them to school
The first day..
I was five,
everyone crying,
Except me !
My mother was
perplexed that .
I actually wanted
to stay....
and leave her
apron strings
firmly tied,
She told me.
years later it
hurt her
But she was wise..
and didnt staple
my individuality
into ordinary..
my new neat
shoes,
dont spoil them..
I love them ,
they are comfort..
no fashion guru
made me chose,
the delight of
my lesbian shoe..
it was solely me
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Comments
Fantastic write Pauline I really love your poetic voice...đź’•
This is marvelous in SO MANY ways!!.....the subtle phrasing of fitting in...with shoes and soles being so versatile here ~ in interpretive measure.....fantastic phrasing PAULINE!!...... making a truly profound, poetic, statement!!.......ALL STARS & PINNED!!....well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo : )
Ps. Sorry about the stars, it's not working properly (again) : (
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Thankyou Marion and Tony...I do wear them, all the time..comfort....
Life style is a personal choice, indeed. Well done.
-- Brogue: a rough shoe of untanned leather, formerly worn in parts of Ireland and the Scottish Highlands.
Wow...its not even English! Scotland I have visited many times, however Ireland I have not..I must go soon.
Hi Pauline. Never owned a pair like it! I think anything goes in fashion now. Individually is so up there. But I'm so with you...I love comfort more! Enjoyed reading you shoe piece. Fun and who doesn't like shoes?! Px
Thanks Pratibha....we certainly need them! ..it must be the society of today that gave them a sneaky label, they are comfortable and practical in a worlds that's sometimes not.xx