I left my shoes
in her house.
After all we did;
we were as quiet
as a mouse.
I'd gathered up all my
under thingys, each,
piece accounted for.
but dang, those shoes.
You see, I have
orthopedic feet
hahaha, its so
freaky, I barefoot it
sometimes.
He thought I did it
on purpose, the cad
after all of the
none-fun
we had had.
He ended up mailing
me the shoe.
Cause his woman
told him we were through
I smiled, I wouldn't miss
The subtracted thin bliss
I was often in denial
cause of what he brought
to trial, after months,
I ain't gonna miss this.
A contest entry
- Show a Little Humor Or... - closes after 15 entries by Touchof1der.
600 points, ended June 4, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Overlook made up words
Comments
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I love the humor here. Who cares if the feet go bare! The ending is perfect. Lovely job. Thank you for sharing this with me and best wishes to you in all of your endeavors. Keep that quill dipped in ink and ever ready for use dear poet. Good luck in the contest! 
♥ Touchof1der
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Must go barefoot lots to not miss these when you left. LOL quite the thing to leave behind too! Hope you had another one to match somewhere else?
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a good poem, ah to go barefoot, 'tis something i do most of the year lol let the feet breathe and wiggle.
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ohhh Ian I must hang up my pen hahaha give the world a break hahaha lol
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