chuck taylors

chuck taylors

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson

a poor man buys a new pair of shoes.

i ain't exactly a wealthy man.
not really fiscally flexible.
but i needs me
a new pair of sneakers.

mine got holes in the heels
and mud
and dirt
and city-grime
all caked into the soles.

so i climb into my rolling rust-bucket,
and the engine putters
like a sick dragon.
my poor car limps down the road
with a just-as-poor black man
sitting behind the wheel.

i pull up to the shoe store
in a puff of dust-smoke.
white shoe-man behind the counter
looks at me
a little more than funny.

i tells him,
i need to procure
your cheapest sneakers."

shoe-man eying me,
he brings me to the back
in front of a shelf marked

he pulls out a dog-eared box,
opens it up,
and sleeping inside
is a pair of chuck taylors,
holy in their complacency,
black as me.

i think i'm in love.

fighting back happy tears,
i ask the shoe-man,
"how much?
how much
for them glorious shoes?"

all stony and stoic,
he says,
"ten dollars."

i dig down deep in my pockets
and pull out
a handful of pocket lint
and pocket air.

stupid poor me,
i done spent my money
on gas
getting here.

guess them chuck taylors
gotta wait till another day.

© 2011 Daniel Atkinson

Author's Note

Daniel Atkinson
Dedicated to my own pair of Chuck Taylors.

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What a delightful and touching read. I enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing and keep up the good work!

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

that is so funny.

silly you.
but you got to write something great out of it so all was not lost.

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is a magnificent poem. I love everything about it. :)

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Added on April 22, 2011
Last Updated on April 22, 2011
Tags: shoes, chuck, taylor, poor, city


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A Poem by Daniel Atkinson