Thursday, 29 September 2016

Shoes And Soul

Shoes on the rack
I wish to make amends
By changing size
She holds me back 
With whip in hand
Poised to strike
The lashings whine
I try in vain
To stifle the cries

Shoes on the rack
Tell me why
I can't tread beyond
The limits drawn
By that number on the sole
Are  my feet to be defined?




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25 comments:

  1. Why, yes!! Even if it hurts! But it hurts both ways, doesn't it? Sometimes we want the shoes to streetch, sometimes we cut off parts of ourself to fit the glass slipper.

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  2. aha...that's how we are tied to our object of love...nice, nice :)

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  3. I hope we are always more than a number and can define ourselves by our journey - not the shoes we wore - a sole/soulful poem ;)

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  4. My feet seem to be growing fatter as I age, LOL. An interesting response to the prompt.

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  5. I read it like, 'The limits drawn
    By that number on the soul..'
    Absolutely stunning!

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    1. Your interpretation is equally thought provoking.

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  6. This is very thought-provoking. We all have our way of finding limits.

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  7. And we are shackled to our limits.

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  8. Intriguing, Beautifully penned nonetheless.

    xoxo Chaicy - styleapastiche. com

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  9. Hmmm, whenever we wish to feel really free and liberated from that "number of the sole" we kick off our shoes and walk blissfully barefoot...
    But there may be thorns in the grass!

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    1. True. Now it's for us to decide whether to enjoy the prick of the thorn or encase our feet in comfy shoes as per the number on the sole.

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  10. By that number on the sole
    Are my feet to be defined?

    Yes, why should the size be limiting the choices. One would want a comfortable feeling of perhaps a bigger size as wearing an over-sized shirt. But shoes don't allow this freedom. Very true Vander!

    Hank

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    1. True Hank. You've hit the nail right at the centre...

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  11. But you can always stretch your limits by buying more :p

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  12. This is a fresh perspective that you have presented of being bonded by our limits. Loved it :-)

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  13. Nice poetry. Thank God for our limits. Then we know when we are trying to get beyond them.

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  14. Thank God for our limits. Then only we know when we are scaling them

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