Red Pump Shoes

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In the car I sat

Wishing for my boots

I wasn’t prepared, not in this weather

To waddle in the mud and plough through the overgrowth

in my lovely red pump shoes

But I did.

 

Under make-shift shelter I hid

Devouring warm soft waffles

and piping hot drink

I wasn’t prepared, not in this weather

To feast in the rain and savour the food

in my lovely red pump shoes

But I did.

 

In the open field I stood

With my tangling hair and ruining mask

I wasn’t prepared, not in this weather

To soak up the atmosphere and enjoy the show

in my lovely red pump shoes

But I did.

 

In a little pause I thought

Feeling wet and dirty

naked and stripped

I wasn’t prepared, not in this weather

To feel this free and happy

just being ME

in my lovely red pump shoes

But I did.

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6 comments

  1. Hoonie says:

    woohoo u’re really touching on all your artistic side eh? painting, drawing, now writing poems! u’re good! kudos!

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