chicken soup for the soul

It has been brought to my attention that there are several mentions of shoes so far on my blog, and I have therefore put a ban on talking about them for at least 5 entries. Instead, I'm going to talk about poetry...

shoes, on my feet
when will you meet
the pavement once again
without potholes
breaking your bearers
bam

HA! (Paul, that one was for you).

But seriously, I went to a poetry reading today at the Writers Centre, mon place where I work when I'm not broken, and it was lovely. It reminded me of how much I love poetry, the way it flows and breaks, that moment when you find a one liner that says everything you didn't even know you were feeling. I like to call that soul recognition (and someday there's gonna be an awesome song called that, just wait n see).