Pied fâchés

Instead of the usual quotes, today’s blog is to give a nod to the delightfully creative woman, Sandy Ackers. This is the second poem I have posted that came directly from one of her creative inspirations. You don’t need to have writer’s block to benefit from her “creative bursts”. Just accept the challenge and enjoy the ride. You can find Sandy at Strangling My Muse or http://stranglingmymuse.wordpress.com  Come play in the sandbox!

Pied fâchés

Once again

Came the argument

First there were

The whimpering


But as always

They grew louder

You hate that

I have imprisoned


In those heavy boots

Thick socks

As we walk

The beautiful hills

That surrounds us

You don’t believe

I do it to protect you

From all the stones

And other detritus

You beg and plead

For sandals

Or total exposure

As always

I make sweet promises

To coax you onward


Having your way with

warm sand

seductively massaging

Prelude to full pardon

Revival at





About Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.
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4 Responses to Pied fâchés

  1. Thank you so much for the shout-out, Léa! I love your poem, and enjoyed reading it even more this second time!

    ~Sandy Ackers

    • leamuse says:

      I only said what I think. It was a pleasure to shout it out! I only wish you the best. Keep those creative bursts coming. Thank you!

  2. beckarooney says:

    Great poem, I love the structure and imagery – thanks for sharing Léa! 🙂 ♥

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