#NaPoWriMo 15 / #100poeticanswers 33 Why Can’t I wear My Silver Dancing Shoes To Play Football In If They’re Mine?1
April 15, 2017 by Sez
A query about free will and footwear from Hannah.
Well, if that’s what you choose
You could pirouette onto the pitch
Feeling lighter than air as you gracefully leapt for the ball
But the mud that would stick To your shoes
Between ribbons and buckles and twinkling glittery
Stars. And the soles with no studs – and no grip – would grow slippery
So that soon you would skid, go slip-sliding away.
And then there would be every chance
That the game that you wanted to play
Would become an interpretive dance
Called “I ruined my shoes, and twisted my ankle and lost the match 17-nil.
All in one day.”
And your football boots wouldn’t look right
With your tutu and tights, anyway.
They are your dancing shoes, after all.
And you can, well, you could.
But there’s sometimes a difference to notice
Between “can” and “should”