Thursday, September 02, 2010

pavement musings

on that newly laid pavement
an unset tile tilted-
I found myself on ground
almost nose to nose with the cobbler

scent of used leather, shoe glue
touched my horizon
I saw lights filtering from tattered tarp
all other lights vanished

I took stock of my surroundings
my shoe broken now,
I offered it to him soundlessly
as he repaired it, he said,

"now you can walk to the end of the world"

22 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

Hi Guatami.. that's very interesting...

Tilly Bud said...

Poor you! I hope you didn't hurt yourself?

barbara said...

What a good story--hope it isn't true!

Mary said...

It would be a bit of good fortune to break one's shoe and find a cobbler RIGHT there! Here they are few and far between.

vivinfrance said...

That's what poets do: turn every experience, however uncomfortable, into a poem. Bravo.

Diane T said...

Oh I am so sorry you stubbed your shoe on an uneven tile. How lucky you were to get help from the cobbler. I've fallen on a street before and ended up with endless bruises. Hope you are OK.

Elizabeth said...

Guatami, thanks again, and here I second Viv's thought that a poet turns each moment into a poem. Could go even further, a good poet offers thoughts, one can hold in the palm of ones hand after walking away. You do that for me.

Elizabeth

flaubert said...

Gautami, if this a true life experience, I hope you did not hurt yourself! Nicely written piece!
Pamela

gospelwriter said...

What a happenstance to find a cobbler right there! I like your poem a lot, well written.

Systematic Weasel said...

Wonderfully written post! If I ever fell, I would want there to be pie right their next to me, LOL!

-Weasel

Bill said...

I like that last line.

twitches said...

This is definitely a favorite. I love that last line.

Jinksy said...

And may your future path be a smooth one! I enjoyed this telling of a mis-hap...

EKSwitaj said...

Ouch. I love the way the ending turns this around.

irene said...

Love the ending. :)

Tumblewords: said...

And sure, I'll bet you can! Wonderful imagery, as always!

Cynthia Short said...

Your descriptions made me really feel as if I was there...good work!

nan said...

I liked the line right at the beginning, "an unset tile tilted." It tripped me right up and you had me. I too loved the last line.

Deb said...

What a fabulous quote, ending, idea!

The Fallen Poet said...

very well written...a small story ...small things which can actually relate to bigger problems in life...and i loved the quote at the end..

Fay's Too said...

You paint with words.
Are you sure about the math thing?

Stafford Ray said...

"When the student needs, the teacher appears!" Of course there was a cobbler right there. No, that isnt it! The canny old bastard loosened the tile himself! ha ha!