I have owned emus and bearpaws and
aussie dogs—and lately I’m wearing them
double-time because—hey—it’s cold in
and outside—and I like being barefoot
and a little defiant as my best friend says
You wouldn’t catch ME dead in those
teeny-bopper-sluff-alongs and my sister
poets won't (or can't) wear them. Alone
at home, I slip on my What the Fluffers
(with, granted, hidden prosthetics) and
I sluff and I scuff and I stroll along side-
walks, main streets and moon walks, too.
and outside—and I like being barefoot
and a little defiant as my best friend says
You wouldn’t catch ME dead in those
teeny-bopper-sluff-alongs and my sister
poets won't (or can't) wear them. Alone
at home, I slip on my What the Fluffers
(with, granted, hidden prosthetics) and
I sluff and I scuff and I stroll along side-
walks, main streets and moon walks, too.
For my friend, Nancy K. Truly I am grinning as I write . . . .
Posted at Poets United "Poetry Pantry #134."
i need a video of you moon walking in them...smiles...barefoot is the best...as soon as i get home shoes off and free...
ReplyDeleteI love it! I'm the kind of person who buys those huge animal slippers as gifts for other people - just to see the looks on their faces when they open them! I do a lot of scuffing, too.
ReplyDeleteI love it, too.
ReplyDeleteI buy expensive prosthetic insoles for my walking shoes, but I scuff around the house all day in open-toed slippers, except when the house is cold.
K