14

Shoes or Feet



comfortable likable sandals
they are blue,
the colour of my sky
five minutes ago

before the greyness
sitting on the mountain top
filled with sounds of raindrops
everywhere birds would sing

their chicken feet
and talon toes grasping air
to land on tree branches
where leaves grow

anchored in the ages
from sinewy stalks
to bark and lichen covered
trunks

not the kind elephants wear

they say tree spirits dance
around silk cotton trees
these kapoks witness
the backward turned
feet

of children
whose unbaptized souls
dare to wander the night

nevertheless
as for me
i'll wear them again
and again

my new
comfortable likable sandals
they are blue,
the colour of my sky
five minutes ago
© gillena cox


written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam shoes or feet