The brown eyed boy lost his shoe –

This is my first guest poem, from the wonderful Ceri May (@super_ewe). The title was given to Ceri, by me, in exchange for ‘The bear dances with the red-headed girl on snow by starlight‘.

I really love this piece and feel such empathy for the boy, but I have been reassured that he will grow up, move to London, study Tibetan and be happy.

The brown eyed boy lost his shoe

The brown eyed boy lost his shoe.

It was the left shoe,

Not the one from his bad leg

(The big raised up shoe that made kids point and their nervous mothers shush).

This was his good shoe,

Though not his best shoe.

Not the green one with dinosaur insoles,

But a tired plimsole.

And the truth was,

It wasn’t lost

It was thrown.

And the truth was

He threw it.

And the truth was

He hated the good leg even more than the bad leg.

Two big bad shoes would at least be equal wolves.

And the truth was

He wanted to eat up all of the pointing kids.

And spit out their boots,

Right in front of their nervous, pursed-lip mothers.

By Ceri May

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