Open Poetry #2 |
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The Missing Shoe (I would really like to hear everyone interpretations and opinions) |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Where is my shoe? I can't find it, what will I do? I poke around, looking for A hidden boot behind a door Or under a bed, down the stairs..... Or WAIT! Shoes are found only in pairs! So I grab its mate and beseechingly ask "Could you do me one favor, one simple task?" "Now what," The left shoe moans "The right boot is missing," I mournfully moan "Oh NO!" it screams, now wide awake "My friend is not lost, it's some sort of mistake!" "No mistake," I'm sorry to say "But if you will help, we'll find it today." So the left shoe and I sear all around WE look all day, turn the house upside down By now it's clear we won't find its mate And the footwear at hand is clearly irate "You stupid asshole, incompetent fool, My friend and I were only your tools! All we had was each other, and now that is lost I'm heartsick, and hurt, and you'll pay the cost!" "Hey!" I yell, "What about you? It disappears in the night, and what did you do? You fell asleep and wouldn't wake up Didn't you worry? Come now, speak up!" It jumps to the counter, this old leather boot "The right shoe never came back you big nin-com-poop! You came in last night, kicked me off in the hall Stumbled off drunk, and I heard you fall My friend never came back, I waited all night And dozed off at dawn when it still wasn't in sight I couldn't help it, I was exhausted and stressed What did you do with my friend? Come on, confess!" Now I'm furious at being accused "Shut up now, shoe, I'm not amused Why would I do anything to my only right boot? I looked for it all day with the little help you'd contribute! You really don't seem to honestly care And now that I think, I have a left boot to spare!" With that I grab the hated thing It yells "Don't threaten me, you evil fiend!" And now theres laces around my neck I am helpless, fighting for breath I glance at my feet which are stuck like a root Lo and behold! The right boot is still on my foot! How ironic, I can't even let out one last cry Even though I dont have to, now I will die. |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
LMAO...I can SO relate. Good job on this one! Oh gawsh can I relate hehe =) |
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BrightLight Junior Member
since 1999-09-07
Posts 45 |
interesting to say the least, sounds like if you can get out of this one, you need to take your shoes off, and put them safely away before taking that first sip. Then your shoe, or boots will have no reason to harm you. |
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Iloveit Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 1121NM |
humorous poem well written, not sure about the hidden meaning, will be interested to follow this one through...my best guess would be that it is sort of the theme of human folly, sometimes we try so hard and can't see what is right before us...or on our foor lol |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
lloveit you are on the right track. The poem is about how we look our entire lives for something, then as we die we realize we've had it all along |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Drew well on the analogy. Thanks! |
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