She wears shoes that fit Like she does in her life Ill fitting hard and rigid That she contorts herself To fit in conforming All the while uncomfortable Aching to stretch her toes Free of the constraints To feel comfort naturally Versus shoehorned into standards That someone else made Hammering away at the ideal Never touching the flesh Meant to fill out the uniform fit Widely adopted and fashionable Without ever being worn Outside the public eye
An attempt to make a concrete poem as a response to Ingrid’s prompt over at dVerse.
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I love the strength and power of the symbolism in your poem such a great metaphor!
dwight
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Thank you, I thought the metaphor fit just right.
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Yes it did!
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I don’t wear those type of shoes anymore: it’s not worth it! Great choice of subject.
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Glad to hear you’ve broken free!
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nicely said.
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As a person who has suffered the pain of ill fitting shoes (back in my wacky youth) I relate. Great job with the concrete challenge.
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Thank you, I thought it was a good representation of a lot of struggles
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Hmmm…. But WHY? I’ve never understood.
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Because you’ve never worn a perfect pair of Gucci pumps 🤣
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I can almost feel those shoes… wow.
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David
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I love how the shoes and how she adopts is just a metaphor for how we stretch ourselves to conform.
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Oh those ill fitting shoes! Such an apt metaphor for conforming to rules set by society. Powerful response to the prompt 💝💝
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