Gleaming silver, sharp and high
you carried my weary limbs
in fine form, detracting even from my eye,
red and shrunken as it then was.
Resplendent shoe, how I love you...
Every girl's best friend, I was
lucky to call you mine, and shirk
awhile the dirty nappies and weight
of motherhood angst.
Resplendent shoe, how I love you...
Job done, you now reside back
in your cardboard home,
awaiting your next calling
to bring instant glamour and joy.
Resplendent shoe, how I love you...
[Sorry, couldn't resist a quick dip at the altar of my lovely new silver stilettos, and prose just didn't seem lyrical enough - sigh - right, as you were...]
Friday, 10 August 2007
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7 comments:
May i join you at the altar? Are we talking frightening amounts of money? I do love kick-ass shoes. And I do like your Ode.
Pigx
arrr lovely! not a stiletto girl myself, but could write something similar about my flip flops...
havaiana what?? i just had to google it! i am so uncool! my flip flops were 3.99 from hennes.
Hi Pig - there's plenty of room at this altar, please do. And no, not frightening amounts as in Louboutin, but enough to merit a small pedestal!
Hi Elsie - ah yes, the trusted flip flop. How about an Havaiana Haiku to celebrate?!
oh no, I sound like a flip flop snob!! does it make it better or worse if I say I got mine cheap in Rio!?
I think it makes it worse
oh dear, sorry - well it will be Margate from now on so I better make them last!
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