Written for Central Coast Poets Inc August meeting
Before me
on the table
sits a boot.
A crockery boot.
Jim’s mother’s crockery boot
from the 60s.
It’s white and weighty.
A kilo at least.
Is it a vase?
It’s from Japan,
trimmed with
a fake buckle bow.
Someone’s put yarn in the top.
Pastel rainbow yarn.
Was that a joke?
The boot has a heel
and a solid square toe
that’d pack a painful punch.
Thank you, Jim.
I had a hunch, around lunch
you’d come through
with our prompt.
But in future
please,
no shoes
upon the table!
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Made me laugh, Catherin!
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Finally!
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It was ofc me who put the yarn in
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It’s a great idea – the yarn won’t roll away. Although it might dye of embarrassment…..
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Haha!
I also got 3 people to knit a row of my collaborative artwork, including the cafe owner
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as you do
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pooper scooper featured in the first version…
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Hehehe, that made me laugh! Yarn on shoes on table… 😄
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i’m very glad!! it was fun to write, too
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It was so fun!
Wishing you a great weekend ☺️
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you too Aptivi!
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☺️
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Dear Catherin J Pascal Dunk,
What a lovely object on display!
I shall sing as follows:
Boot Glorious Boot
Yours sincerely,
SoundEagle🦅
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Boot, glorious boot…
There’s nothing quite like it for doing a scoot
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Dear Catherin,
That boot is quite a hoot!
Now I have to go and fish for a boot as nice as yours…..
…..and hope that the walking fish will be willing to part with it.
Yours sincerely,
SoundEagle🦅
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Lol
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Interesting
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