BAREFOOT

I LOVE THE FEEL
OF OCEAN WAVES
SPLASHING
ON MY FEET
AND SANDY SHELLS
AMONG THE SWELLS
THAT WASH
UPON THE BEACH,
I LIKE TO WALK
ON WET
GREEN GRASS
AND TIPTOE
OVER PUDDLES
WEARING JUST
A SWEET FLIP
FLOP
PROTECTING ME
FROM DIRTY
CROPS
(AND DEBRIS)
THE OTHER GUYS
MY FANCY SHOES
THEY SIT THERE
ON THE RACK,
AWAITING SOMETHING
VERY COOL
LIKE HIGH HIGH
HEELS
FOR DANCING
SCHOOL,
FLOWERED
WEDGES
AND STRAPPY
FLATS
ALL OF THAT
IS WHERE
ITS AT,
BUT SECRETLY
AND OPENLY
THERE IS
THE LAZY
DREAMER,
THE GIRL
WHO WALKS
AROUND THE
PEARLS
INTO PUDDLES
OF RAIN,
OR SHOPS FOR
CLOTHES
IN RAINBOW
SANDALS,

PEOPLE
THINK
IT’S QUITE
A SCANDAL,
WEARING
STRIPES
OF BLACK
AND WHITE,
OPEN TOES
(GOD FORBID:
NO PANTYHOSE)
I MUST CONFESS
THE FRESH CLEAN
AIR SATISFIES
AND COMPENSATES
MY BRAIN,
I FEEL SO SAFE
AS IF TO SAY
I CAN ESCAPE
MOST ANY WAY
AND RUN TO
SOME AMAZING
PLACE
WAY AHEAD OF
THE TONY
RACE,
PERHAPS THE
COLDEST
BOLDEST
WINTER
WILL CATCH
MY FEET
IN UGGS,
BUT ONLY
JUST UNTIL
THE SUN
RETURNS TO
WHERE I
WALK AND RUN,
SO NOW,
IN CASE
YOU DIDN’T KNOW
THE THINGS
THAT MAKE MY
HEART AGLOW
ARE JUST THOSE
THONGS
THAT HOLD MY TOES
FOR WHAT ITS
WORTH:
I’M STILL A CHILD
BOUND TO
THE EARTH!

©J.W. WINSLOW 2/1/18