Charles M Moore

Rookie - 208 Points (1953 june / Glasgow Scotland.)

Shuffling With My Shoes - Poem by Charles M Moore

I've been looking for some time
I've been searching for some sign
walking down a lonely line
shuffling with my shoes

The grass is green along the road
the birds are singing songs they know
but I just wander as I go
shuffling with my shoes

People ignore me
they don't want to know me
a dirty old bum
with a bottle of rum
shuffling with my shoes

I may sleep in ditches
but I've got my riches
as I gaze at the stars
the moon and mars
shuffling with my shoes

The sun hits the horizon
my life ain't surprising
the older I get
the less I regret
shuffling with my shoes

Tomorrow's a new day
once again I'll be on my way
at break of dawn
I'll just soldier on
shuffling with my shoes.

Comments about Shuffling With My Shoes by Charles M Moore

  • (6/17/2006 7:52:00 PM)

    And life goes on for everyone in different ways... Thanks for bringing lives that we don't think about much to life in your poetry, Charlie. You know, everyone was a baby once (do you know what I mean?) Esther : ] (Report) Reply

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  • (5/5/2006 8:42:00 PM)

    I loved this - your compassion extends to all mankind, I think. Besides, it was just a great read. Your poetry is so lyrical, I'm just envious for a bit. Then grateful for the experience. (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2006 4:29:00 PM)

    Nice flow and use of the rhymes and repeated lines. Sounds almost like a song. -chuck (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2006 10:23:00 PM)

    Restless spirit, nicely written

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  • (3/25/2006 10:17:00 PM)

    I enjoyed this...really great...take care, amanda (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 25, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 4, 2006

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