Wednesday, February 3, 2010

The Red Shoes....

Sometimes i understand exactly how Moira Shearer felt in The Red Shoes.
Those dang shoes that enticed her then kept on dancing even though she desperately wanted to stop.

Sometimes my shoes keep dancing
even when every muscle in my body aches
and begs to them to stop

My shoes they do not listen to me
the only master they obey is The Music

When The Music plays they move me to the beat
spinning and twirling me this way and that
jumping and leaping
when all i want to do is curl up very small
and to stay very very still.


  1. You have such a beautiful blog!

  2. And how lucky indeed you are to own them shoes who own you so.