Feet/Feat

Annie Potatoes

Size 10 crisp footprints ran across the white snow,

Her laughter echoed in the wind.

The future didn’t cross her mind,

And neither did her past.

 

Size 11 ivory sneakers swung from the seat.

Looking out the window was another world.

Above the clouds, she felt invincible.

I could do anything, she thought.

 

Size 12 brown sneakers pulled into a stranger’s home.

“This is your family” grandpa explained.

“They are meant to love”.

She grew to love her sister and brother.

And the number of footprints tripled.

 

Size 13 bare feet stood in the dark,

Her eyes glued to the ceiling,

Her heart beat loudly with the silent rain.

“They are meant to love”, repeated over and over,

As she whispered to her sister across the room.

 

Size 4 filthy cleats ran across the mud,

Her voice lost in the shouting.

Eyes glared down from above with hatred.

The whispers echoed as she left the room.

“They are meant to love” they whispered.

 

Size 5 frayed slippers stood against the window,

Clouds covering the dying grey light,

The ground seemed further away than ever before.

Her hair blew with the wind.

“They are meant to love” it screeched.

 

Size 6 shaking feet hugged closely to her body.

Her voice no longer audible,

Behind the body she had lost.

“I just meant to love” he whispered.

 

Size 7 black boots walk alone under the growing light.

Staring into the mirror, my eyes glare scarlet.

There is something to be seen today.

Something to be said.

My head raises high against the wind.

“I was meant to be loved” I shout.

  • Author: Annie Potatoes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2017 15:42
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Tony36

    Great write

  • willyweed

    I would say first of all if you need new shoes pay a new sock or two as well but if its snowy there where you wrote this you may want to get some snow shoes as well Plus I think your poem is wonderful and strange just as I like them to be so yeah I didn't understand it at all but something say in me you have to like this poem so Ok I dO good & confusing work Ww

    • Annie Potatoes

      Haha I guess poetry is purposefully vague. Thanks so much!

      • willyweed

        I hope for as mush Annie thanks for snaring with me!

      • Jesse River Dylan Murray

        Top stuff!

      • BRIAN & ANGELA

        WELCOME ANNIE ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ it was a feat of writing. Wonderful description of people via the size of their feet. Shame is in most parts of the USA & UK few people go barefoot anymore except on the beach. Ladies feet do come out in the Summer ~ but Mens seldom ! Thanks for sharing and caring ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ Thanks B



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