These Old Shoes – hour 6

These old shoes they’ve felt the road a cobbled path the cold winds blowed afore and aft on a bridge I once trode.   A scuff here and there from a trip down some stairs and a hole in the sole tells how long I…

Winged Heart (A Haiku, Hour Eleven)

Winged Heart   with wings on your arm you wear your heart on your sleeve so permanently     ***This is an actual photo of my first tattoo. I got it in memory of my late husband Rickey, who suffered from multiple medical issues which…

#21 Shuck the Shoes

My bunions are gifts from my dad – they stay there’s no magic pill that can whisk them away but they make it hard to fit into shoes that are pointy or narrow or give me the blues. My flat feet are gifts from my children –…

Haiku #13

My feet are so small. And I’ve walked a trillion steps. And I’m still going.