How to Tie You Your Shoes in Three Easy Steps

Following this easy three step method will help you tie your shoes any time your laces get loose. Most of us do a lot of walking in our day to day lives, and did you know that if your shoes are loose, you just might end up with blisters on your feet? You must have heard that the solution to the foot blister problem is to tie your shoes.

For step one, you must grab your laces tightly in each hand. Make sure you are holding your laces tight enough to keep them from slipping but not so tight that you are not able to move your hands because the next step will require fluid hand movement.

For step two, you have to twist your laces together. This step might take several tries if you have never done it before because you want your laces to turn out looking like perfect bunny ears. If after several tries this step still does not work, and you do not end up with a perfectly tied pair of shoes, you can try the next step. You don’t have to be ashamed, I had to do the same thing myself.

For step three, you just have to give up hope. You just have to face it. If you have lived long enough and learned to read well enough to read this paragraph, and you still do not know how to tie your shoes, then you probably never will be able to tie your shoes. So you might as well just go out to the store and buy yourself some shoes with Velcro straps. Remember, if you grip your laces, twist them around several times, then give up hope, you can always have nicely tight shoes if you only buy shoes with Velcro straps.

Modern Politics—American Sentence

Modern politics: searching hard for a specific three word mantra.

Unending Stacks—American Sentence

Unending stacks of papers and a new assignment to guess at grades.

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An American sentence is a 17-syllable haiku laid out on a single line.

Love, the Elephant in the Room—Wea’ve Written Weekly

Love—the real love. The kind that a parent feels for a child. Not that piddly little, mopey, “Oh, no. I’ve been dumped again,” kind of love—Love is like an elephant sitting on your chest. It makes you wish you were dead. Waking up in the middle of the night and can’t catch your breath through the tears even though you know it was just a dream. And even watching your child slowly breathing lit only by the moonlight slipping between the blinds is not enough to give back your breath. No parent should be stuck with such a dream. The one where you wake up swearing you just watched your child die.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Boots on the Ground” by Britta Benson. If you would like to read the poem or participate in the prompt, visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/09/07/w3-prompt-19-weave-written-weekly/

Gathering Daisies—Wea’ve Written Weekly

Is there nothing to be found

Carved like names into headstones

Forever declaring births and deaths

Of the people who once found faith

On slow walks through this field?

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Like a tree rooted in death

Looking for peace in the cemetery,

I try to find my bit of happiness

Slowly pushing aside the graves.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “It’s a Stretch” by Steven S Wallace. If you would like to read the poem or participate in the prompt, visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/08/31/w3-prompt-18-weave-written-weekly/

But more specifically, I wrote this poem after reading Murisopis’ response to the weekly prompt. I was inspired by the poem’s focus on the tree roots grinding through the bodies of the dead trying and failing to get sustenance from them. The poem is well worth a look. You can find it here: https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/2022/09/02/looking-at-a-dead-tree/

Ode to the Rage Quit—Free Verse

Come electrons, fuse boxes, and buses,

Thick conductors used in electrical substations,

Fry the gaming computers we’ve overclocked.

Powning the newbs was your only job!

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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.