Sunday, March 18, 2012

Ode to the Girl in Red Shoes

I used to wear red pumps
      with a spring in my step
       a sass in my ass
       an attitude in my speech
       that lit up my eyes
             (where do you think the laugh lines come from?)

I wore the shit out of those red pumps
      foot stuck in mouth
      words over my lips
      before I could close them
      reflecting shocked looks
             (was it really so different from what you thought?)

I miss my red pumps
      walking in virgin snow
      speaking of truth
      sharing experiences
      envisioning the future
            (are they in the back of my closet?)

I loved those red pumps
      raised up at the heel
      lifted up in spirit
      bubbled up giggles
      stared up at the stars
            (is it possible they still fit?)

I remember that girl with the red pumps
      although I limp a bit now
      she lives in me still
      the bite of my words
      helping me see
(have I come too far from her?)


Writing prompt from Poets&Writers' E-newsletter

4 comments:

  1. smiles...i think she lives on...the red power pump girl...cant let her out all the time but...and in snow, yikes...ha

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  2. Oh, Nessa....This is just beautiful! I can SO relate....but would never be able to write it so eloquently. Thank you for sharing it with us! *smiles*

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  3. I really like that one - of course she still lives!

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  4. this is great! I wore red pumps too. That with short skirts... those were the days :D

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