Dark room at the back of the house.
Cedar-lined closet along one wall
houses multi-colored boxes
filled with velvet, patent, suede
shoes in every color imaginable.
High heels (not just the name),
clip-clop along the oak floor
making me feel bigger,
making me feel important,
making me feel grown up.
45's and LP's line this
cedar-lined closet too,
singing sad songs,
singing "Blue Velvet, softer than satin in the night".
Singing take me back,
take "IT" back.
My little-girl mind wonders
why?
My little-girl mind wonders
Who?
My little-girl body wears
the shoes, hoping to
shuffle the sadness away.
That room still frightens me
in my big-girl mind.
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a wonder magpie...kids love to play in big persons shoes...being grown up scares me sometimes...smiles.
ReplyDeletewhoah .... I think I know that room too
ReplyDeleteYou capture so perfectly the feeling of being a child in grown-up shoes. I especially like these lines :
ReplyDeleteHigh heels (not just the name),
clip-clop along the oak floor
making me feel bigger,
making me feel important,
making me feel grown up.
Thanks for sharing a great Magpie :)
My old girl mind loves these kinds of journeys! Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteIntriguing and nicely done. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteThis strangely took me back to my childhood, too. The shoes, the records. Wonderful, Teri.
ReplyDeleteBoy I enjoyed this one....And do I ever remember Blue Velvet..you captured the sound of that song in your words...
ReplyDeletemysterious and blue for sure
but I have the feeling that there is more here than meets the eye
cute tale!
ReplyDeleteAgree with Suz. 'More than meets the eye'. Why the fear? Is it that disgarded shoes are so personal? Ghosts? See, you prompted questions for us to ponder. Nice.
ReplyDeleteHello everyone--Thanks for all the great comments. There is always more to a poem than meets the eye, at least in my estimation. This bedroom was in my house as a child. Things that happened in our family prompted this poem, some sad, some scary, discarded: yes---ghosts? I think they reside in our heads but yes, they are there too. What a pair of shoes doesn't conjure up, right?
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