Best Soled Poems

There once was a picky young troll,
Who fussed over his supper bowl.
He loved human meat,
But disliked the feet
That came off of salty soled souls.

Until one...

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Rumbling in my mind
The song of Arleen Hurtado
Trying to get into a Spanish mood
As I gaze at the flamingo dancer,
Dressed in black flaming wide dress.

Hear...

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Crawling along the sidewalk,
his tiny legs wiggling along
with his wriggling, squiggly body,
he creeps me out!
If he survives the elements
or the stampede of hard-soled monster feet
upon...

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A story in The Times about
Admittance into clubs
Discussed the people who’d get in –
No luck for average schlubs.

You have to dress in certain clothes
And have...

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Another shift ends. I'm dead on my feet.
Too shagged to even eat.
The word leads (inevitably) to you...
I slipped the timesheets from work today.
Another incident occurred...
Sweetie,...

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I noticed the uniform, and the heavy soled shinny black boots
Not the man within it, I apologized.

I remember the clean fresh smell of maleness, as...

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"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"

There are rumours
about me, some 
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart 
shaped planchettes

unanswered questions
in the...

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Way back in the nineteen fifties
When Charlie grew out of his toys,
He fancied having an active life
So he joined the Teddy Boys.

He wore drainpipe jeans,...

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His thick-soled hiking shoes
tread too loudly
to celebrate time's homing invitation
to hear and see, 
feel and smell resonantly hidden diversity
within Spirit's wooded ridge.

He stops to break...

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Another older post.....funny how some material things represent success....these red-soled shoes certainly do exactly that to many women, including my grandddaughter (maybe she'll get a...

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almost every day
before the sun’s first blinding ray
clouds are touched by warmest hues
displaying their splendid red-soled shoes
each a ship of cumulus shape
far and high their...

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forgotten sound
of a father's voice,

only a fond memory of English Leather,

faces of children
not one's remembered,

melancholia captioned,

while snared in long wars
bereft of true glory,

cordite charred, world...

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What’s your name Isabelle
with long flowing brown hair
and skin so fair
yellow dress billowing
in the wind
flat-soled Nike 
shoes
sitting
reading the news
with a look of 
sorrow and despair
the...

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Blaring disco
swirling clubs
‘One night affair’ shakes
Funk, Latin, Soul music
reverberated vocals
grinding hips
shaking bosoms
electric pianos
phenomenon spread, over and above all
young minds, young bodies, a fusion
trippy lighting
colourful costume
remix...

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Oncology 

waffle-soled Nikes travel by at
a good pace and I think of chalky
lace-ups and starched white caps,
the apron-tied uniform 
of benevolent angels so gently
shushing visitors....

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