Rollerskates

Rollerskates

in the hall closet,

that once traversed

the tarmac with

such grace,

resigned to be

a haven evermore

for spiders,

as you trade

them for a sleeker shoe

a better fit

for the newer

'grown-up' you.

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

I remember careless days of roller skating and how these objects bring back thoughts when we come across them again.

[John]

Interesting how an item of clothing or footwear can acquire such a personal meaning that putting it to one side is like letting go part of your personality. To some extent we become what we wear! I think this short poem captures this idea perfectly. I like the way the stress falls on the final 'you' and given an added emphasis by rhyming with the earlier 'shoe'. The speaker may now regard herself as an adult, but the certainty and the sense of security within herself, with the self which 'traversed the tarmac with such grace' no longer exists.

[New Dawn]

Thank you John - this was really a lament to my daughters childhood and her ' oputting away of childish things' I like to take inanimate objects and make them speak. Thank you so much for your review

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I love the way you have used the rollerskates as a symbol of little girl things! They do grown up and move on to heels and apartments and families of their own. Perhaps, someday another little girl will roll around in them.

[New Dawn]

Yes but it happens so suddenly! Thanks Claire as always for the review - glad you liked it :)

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

It seems to indeed. :)

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. i loved my rollerskates ... i don't fool around in them any more ... but i did decide not to 'grow-up' :P ... i stayed nine in the mind ... your little girl heart beats in your words, dear shelley ... this is a very cute poem :) ...

[New Dawn]

Thanks serah - my eldest just turned 17 and all of a sudden we are trying to fit ourselves into HER busy schedule - growing up - most definately :)

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. oh ... how lovely ... am sure your eldest and you are still like innocent childhood buddies ... you're very welcome :) ...