Shoes Poems
Perla's 7 Shoes
by Mhea Bardouille
Honest Feedback is appreciated!!
Hi! This is the SECOND poem I have ever written! So some context. I am trying to so I am trying to write a poem where I talk about each day of the week but using different types of shoes.
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Sitting on the edge of my bed reluctantly forcing my feet
into my one-size-too-small Sunday heels, I look for my left sock
my eyes drift to my black school shoes
its leather body peeling off revealing its white shell
and its velcro trap mixed with bubblegum
I cringe knowing that my mother will scream at the mess on my feet Monday morning
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Those Sneakers
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
I remember when I got these sneakers
I, so, wanted to wear them
But it was too cold and wet to wear them in the winter
I had to wait until spring
They were beautiful like an Andy Warhol
Because they're licence from his estate
Patiently, I waited to go to AGO
With my mother's old green leather jacket I inherited
Watching people stare at my shoes
And asking where did I got them from?
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Those Sneakers
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
I remember when I got these sneakers
I, so, wanted to wear them
But it was too cold and wet to wear them in the winter
I had to wait until spring
They were beautiful like an Andy Warhol
Because they're licence from his estate
Patiently, I waited to go to AGO
With my mother's old green leather jacket I inherited
Watching people stare at my shoes
And asking where did I got them from?
......
Perla's 7 Shoes
by Mhea Bardouille
Honest Feedback is appreciated!!
Hi! This is the SECOND poem I have ever written! So some context. I am trying to so I am trying to write a poem where I talk about each day of the week but using different types of shoes.
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Sitting on the edge of my bed reluctantly forcing my feet
into my one-size-too-small Sunday heels, I look for my left sock
my eyes drift to my black school shoes
its leather body peeling off revealing its white shell
and its velcro trap mixed with bubblegum
I cringe knowing that my mother will scream at the mess on my feet Monday morning
......
