feet stay planted firmly,
immune to the
meandering beat,
and yet the fingers tap,
the body sways,
betraying the resolute
boots.
Planted Firmly
a free verse poem
a free verse poem
feet stay planted firmly,
immune to the
meandering beat,
and yet the fingers tap,
the body sways,
betraying the resolute
boots.
The Yellow Brick Ave 
Dance is in your head anyway, right? No need to wear out your shoes.
This poem rocks.
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Absolutely. Thank you, Ron!
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My waterlogged boots
Can still dance and scoot
“During the many seasonal rains
I wondered if I would ever swim again
So then, I pretended to write a biblical book
Ignorantly thinking no-one would ever look
Afterwards, I thought I could walk on water
Then my boots became water-logged
And if you need to walk a mile in my shoes
You will have to learn how to swim, and sing the blues”
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Love it!
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You’re welcome Joy 🤗🌏
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“Betraying the resolute boots” is such a cool sounding line!
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Thank you!
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