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.

6 Comments

  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,
    Jean-Nicole

  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,
    P.Dee

  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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