Converse High Tops was first published in The Drabble.
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~Converse High Tops, by Mark Tulin A worn pair of Converse High Tops drape from a solitary wire where the crows balance and most people ignore. I see the sneakers hang in the day and upside down like a bat at night. Happily and hopefully stuck, a symbol of teenage revolt. They look like a size ten. I wonder what teenager wore them. They still have tread on their soles, just frayed around the edges. It must have taken the kid hours to do, choosing to immortalize such a thing. Wanting to be free like a sneaker, looking down at the world from a solitary wire.
Crow On The Wire 
I’ve often wondered about those sneakers on power lines.
Some young people refuse to be invisible.
More’s the pity. 😉
I enjoyed your poem today. Reflecting these lines back to you in appreciation.
“where the crows balance
and most people ignore.”
and
“Wanting to be free like a sneaker,
looking down at the world from a solitary wire.”
Wishing you a great day!
thank you, Ali. 🙂
Hi, kids didn’t do that in my day in the 50’s and I wondered why the kids did that in the first place or do they even do that now, at any rate it’s a great poem!
Yes, they still do that, especially in the cities. It’s not only Converse but any sneaker that’s worn out.