You’re oh so enticing
lined in a row.
A multitude of styles,
patterns, shapes, and colors.
Where you’ll take me,
my mind explores –
to the boardroom
to the dance floor
to a night of amour
Wanting so much
to scoop you up, slip you on
and slip away –
to another location
to a romantic vacation
to a dream vocation
Then I remember,
that I have several,
just like you at home,
tucked away in a box and
placed on a shelf.
Perfectly fitting for each
of these daydreams.
Until then, I will keep
slipping into comfort
and staying away from –
Perhaps it’s a blessing that
my reasons for needing you
are few and far between,
because the results you create
don’t have the same effect
as my daydreams.
A perfectly sensible Heel
In my twenties, I broke you in and I wore you out.
You complemented my professional dress,
always tailor-fitted and perfectly pressed.
My office attire changed when I became a teacher for hire.
To the back of the closet, I sent you and my business suits,
and out came the modest clothes and sensible shoes.
You stood your ground and I found you again and again,
for special occasions and dinner engagements,
which became nonexistent during the pandemic.
It is a new day. The sun is shining, and the weather is warm.
With a sole purpose and mask adorned, I am off to the shoe store
to buy one pair of summer sandals, nothing more.
Browsing the casual aisle, a shimmer catches my eye.
I know what is going on behind my back –
a row of sparkles attempting to attract.
I will pretend to not notice. I will ignore.
I came for summer sandals, nothing more.
My plan was foiled when I looked up.
A reflection, now shining behind and in front.
There is no escape. I am trapped!
Fine! Just one glance. One try. One uplifting dance.
Bedazzled and beguiled, but not convinced, I pass the glittery straps
and grab a look that has less sparkle, but more appeal –
a sleek black heel.
Versatile and sensible still. Right?
A few power strides and I come alive.
My feet did easily slip into this power trip.
I am lifted. This feels good. I will not lie.
Tomorrow, I may (or may not) pay a price.
Today, you are a perfect fit. I give in. You win.
I wasn’t going to try you. I wasn’t going to buy you.
Then, I realized I have a special occasion and I need your look.
The sun is shining on this new day and on this new day, I woke up.
That is special enough.
The first poem, “Stilettos,” was written in early 2020 and is included in my first Being a Woman – Overcoming poetry collection. What began as a one-poem post turned into just one more, after I took an overdue trip to the shoe store. No surprise to my readers, who know I am generous with my words, keeping you from your chores. 😂 The second poem, “A perfectly sensible Heel,” that stepped into my world yesterday afternoon, offers a different shoe point of view (and a bit more fun too). 👠 Thank you for visiting and reading. Be well. 💗 Michele
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Illustration: Being a Woman – Overcoming illustration, created by Sammi Lee Photo 1 and 2: DSW shoe store, my images, perfectly sensible heels 😂
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