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Friday, July 06, 2007

Change of Pace

A brown shoe world
flat as waning seas
before the dying sun
turned up
hard on the heels
of seven neon years.
Alchemy, mercury gray,
revamped her soul
walked her from stilettos
into a pair of empty loafers.


Gerald (Ackworth born) said...

I especially liked the last two lines of this. I was watching yesterday a TV prog "Balderdash & Piffle" which traces the origins of words in the Oxford English Dictionary and two items of footwear were featured -- stilettos and flip-flops, so this instantly reminded me.

abby - the geek girl said...

I like your style. The shoe imagery in this poem is interesting. I really like your word choice as well. :)

Anonymous said...

I saw it changing colours of life. I was taken away by the sheer beauty of words.

Crafty Green Poet said...

this is an interesting poem!

Pauline said...

How nice to meet a new poet - thanks for stopping by my site and commenting. I can relate to Change of Pace - a relief, those loafers, aren't they? Nicely put.

rel said...

Sue Turner,
Thank you for stopping by and leaving such a warm comment under the microscope. I have perused your sites and even read Wikipedias snapshot of Coeur d'Alene. I could easily become a regular visitor to your sites.

Tammy Brierly said...

Nice to meet you Sue! I enjoyed your blog on my visit. :)

Rob Kistner said...

Susan -

You left a wonderful comment hwen you visited me at Image & Verse. I wanted to visit you and thank you so very much, on behalf of my wife and myself!

I am pleased you stopped by for a visit… ;) …I do hope you will come back.

What a great pleasure to have come here to your site, to discover we share a number of passions in common — writing, poetry, digital art, photography, to name a few.

I really like your work. I will visit here again.

It would be fun sometime to chat and share our thoughts and insights regarding our creative passions.

Thinker said...

Thank you for commenting on my blog.I really hope you'll come again. This poem is interesting(your title for the poem is so apt) and I know I'll be visiting again:)

paris parfait said...

This is a lovely, bittersweet poem, which seems to depict a smooth transition from one phase to another.