Earth Lover Hypocrite: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I said she should take/
off her sandals to connect/
with Earth. I didn’t.

The Beach Is Never Too Cold: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

This is the difference/
between me and most others/
at the beach: Bare feet.

Advertisement

What’s The Beach Draw? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

For years I’ve asked why/
women post pics of their bare/
feet in sand. Don’t know.

Late Spring Night, Utah Lake: Revolutionary Email Free Verse Poem

It is said there are
ten reasons
Walking barefoot can
Heal you
And connect you
With Earth Mother
And her vibe
And her nurturing
And her love,
So you can feel whole
And connected
And in tune again.

I take off my shoes
And leave footprints
In the sand.
I walk out
To the lake water’s edge.
I feel
The universal harmonic
Healing,
Putting me in sync.

The rest of my clothes
Follow and pile
On my shoes.
My glasses,
Too,
So no one can see me.

My toe marks
in the lake
Are quickly scoured
clean
By wavelets
And my wake
As I walk
And walk
And walk
To where my knees
Stay damp.

In the half moonlight
I guess
I look like a white blob
As I lean back
between her cold breasts,
into her firm stomach
And let her
Wash over me
And around me
And through me,
And connect me
And harmonize me
And cleanse me.

I stand.
She
And the east wind
shrink me
So much into myself
That I feel me
In me
And know who I am
As part of her
And it
And all.

A Poem Found From An Old Love: Romantic Blogging Poem

Shit.
I only had to read
one stanza,
one question,
one observation
from her
runningthroughtheparkwonderingwhenherlegsgotsolong
writing
to know
she was barefoot,
and I missed her.

Not All Men Are Like Shoes: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

She returned/
determined/
men/
r like shoes./
While she, my muse,/
extolled the virtues/
of Italian loafers/
and boots worn by gofers,/
she didn’t look/
2C/
me/
barefoot.