One Shoe


This poem is still true.  I am posting EVEN THOUGH IT’S SATURDAY.

Hard to throw away
one shoe if I
love that shoe
silver Clergerie sandal

under my bed
in case the other 
where did it go appears. 

This morning after
four years of waiting
for the right foot
I brought my left silver sandal
to the basement 
made a sign for the
recycling bin
One Good Shoe
Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.


  1. My friend from Peru
    helping me
    last Tuesday
    Where’s the other shoe?
    Maybe my gold shoe
    went out dancing
    with Esther’s silver one
    Who is Esther, Rosa asked
    I don’t know her
    but she sends me
    daily poems
    I think our missing shoes
    are somehow
    Odes to life

    L”Chaim Esther
    to all that is lost
    yet found anew in poems,

  2. Dear Esther,
    I am sorry for your loss Now watch the lost one show up Hope springs eternal you know or at least for 4 years. Just where is that Prince Charming when you need him?
    Many Favorite Shoe Blessings,

  3. Dear Esther, this spring in New York I bought my first Loboutin. A bit late, isn’t it ?
    Anyhow they are so badly made that I can’t walk with them, in spite of their red soles, already black by now. So, poor me, I have TWO lost shoes

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