The Shoelace 2

 

Like the curve of an angry cobra, she mocks me

 

With no set structure she flexes and changes shape

 

Just two ribs of hard cast shell mark her end to end

 

Brown in colour- woven body of criss cross thread

 

Loop to loop I thread the serpent tight through the eyes

 

I bow her tongue to tail, and she’s captured in my shoe

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Imaginatively composed and metaphorically exquisite; you've transformed a simplistic task and created a work of poetic art.

Excellent!

God's Blessing
Phillozofee

[JMariah]

This is brilliant. It is not easy to create such strong images from such a simple object or action, but you did it. Well done.