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Click here'walking on broken glass'
April trips to the mailbox
spring training for the soles,
feeling every piece of pine cone
instep landing on every rock,
taking it all in stride
'money can't buy it'.....
that strut of summer confidence
across hot sand and parking lots,
conditioned soles walking tall
while all around others funky chicken
back to shoes, flip flops, or sandals
in the days of summer
there is something eurythmic
about summer soled feet,
nudity below the ankles
building a golden toed foothold
on the toe ring days of our lives
An ode to the hazy lazy days of summer with feet bare ~ without a care.
It fits the mood of the recent weather, all revved up for summer fun. Terri
thats me, spike, thats me:) nekkid feet and lovin it. I canhardly wait till the ground is warm enogh for my wintered toes!!
enjoyed this poem - evocative and made me long for the hot weather!
I love it sand. Very original. Makes me wanna go skinny dippin, have no clue why. Maybe it's the freedom, like walking barefoot, something's ya just have to do. Without thought, rhyme nor reason just ... do it ~
Nice poem,very sensual, in a I am barefoot
and lovin' it way ~ *grins
More Please ~
sittin barefeet on an old lawn chair...my song was river road..ashley gang..your poem was just made for that song..now you must have that cd...awesome work..as always...smiles and sighs...blue
Your poem was mentioned in the New Poems Review Thread~
thanks for the literary journey~ Art~