POEM OF THE MONTH!

Shoe's Company

A discarded boot on the
side of the pavement
with orange plastic
string laces
stares up at me from the street.
'Where are you going
with those feet?'
I stare back down in
sympathy and explain to
him I've found him a friend -
On our stairs, discarded
by our postwoman, is
an empty elastic band.

Julie Clark

www.julieclark.co.uk