My Left Shoe

poetry, brandon shire,

My Left Shoe – A Poem

 

My left shoe is squeaking

talking gibberish about the sole

of the long day;

how it tied the world in knots

and left our tongues wagging. 

 

The thing about poetry, and all prose, is that a single word or silly thought can spark someone’s imagination.  I jotted this down after I saw a post on Twitter .  The original post was My left shoe is squeaky.