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In Your Shoes
Steps hurt my heel bone
Leather digs a home
In my Achilles,
No rubbing eases
The indentations,
Bunion affliction
Pouches hang hollow
Nearer the big toe,
Worn thin from chaffing
Big steps not pigeon,
Heavily ground down
Right elevation
Must have dragged your legs
Lazily, grating
The edge of your limbs,
Pieces of flaked skin
Shed for followers
Or footstep borrowers
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| A beautifully written poem, I love your use of language here. |
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This poem made me think about me mumā?¦ bless her.
I take from this you have tried very painfully to live in someone elseā??s shoes, cause, I might be wrong, but that's how it sounds to me. If this is the case, it is brilliant! (and I am, as usual, very slow to pick up lol!)
I have a painful job trying to live up to someone's standards, someone very close... now that is crippling. |
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| Lorna,Are you talking about me, exactly how I feel as I work 70 hours on my feet a week so this poem really relates to me.Also Love your new picture!see you barb |
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Very clever and humorous. Nicely done.
C |
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| One long, painful walk. New shoes, foot care (massage and soak) suggested. A poem shouldn't be able to do the reality justice. But every poetic line was walked in absolute agony. The continuous verse and the mis-rhymes all accentuate the various pains and afflictions felt. Ouch! This poem is a size too small, but fits the theme perfectly. Grae |
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