I believe that whatever we focus attention on, we bring into our lives. I am creating a space for only positive things here. Things that I feel happy about. I hope they do the same for you.
superb depiction of how time changes and we with it...
This was powerful, Jenn. The children came along. They had shoes and cell phones, working out for the 10th reunion... we became invisible and we wear warm, sensible shoes. Do you feel invisible, or simply quieter, with an inner peace instead charging through life like a wild woman?
Chris, I knew who the wild woman was. She made sense. Who is this person wearing Danskos? jeNN
OMG Danksos, the only thing I could wear...that and barefeet!You know you're still the wild woman who now has the wisdom...very powerful indeed!!!What a beautiful and brilliant poem dear JeNN..you are amazing!loveg
I love the rhythm and originality of this. You have a lot of creativity. But I disagree with being invisible. Young people at my work are always in circles, talking about 20'ish stuff. That's OK, I remember when I used to think the world revolved around new shoes. At middle age, it takes much more to feel complete and fulfilled. We need a purpose-wherever we find it- in work, volunteering, creating..the possibilities are endless. I think if a person does not feel they are doing something worthwhile, that is when they start fading away. And feeling invisible.More poems, please!
well it's just as well Jenn..shoes like that can be hazardous anyway's..Great poem ;)
From one tall woman to another...Did you EVER really wear shoes with heels like that?It's kinda hard to be invisible when we're a head above the crowd :o)
I don't see how women wear the high spike heels. Don't they realize that it is killing and malforming their feet?
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