For a while now, I've wanted to write a poem about kids. I wasn't sure what exactly about them I wanted to write, but I knew it was a topic that I very much wanted to touch up on. Also, I've been experimenting with different styles, to include speed and subject-matter.
As a poet, one of the biggest things that I try to avoid is what's commonly referred to as "Poet's Voice." If you watch spoken word poetry regularly then I'm sure you're familiar with the concept, if not the exact term. This is where a poet writes and performs in a particular style that is similar to the bulk of other spoken word poetry out there, and eventually get to the point where anything that you read or recite pretty much sounds the same as all the rest. To be fair, though, it's very easy to get caught in that trap because it's not the easiest thing in the world to be original in a sea of originality. And once you get used to doing poetry in that style it can be difficult to get out of it. Look at Creed, the band who, though I love, has hundreds of songs that all sound the same.
That was my goal with this poem. I wanted to have something a little lighter, and which anyone can relate. At least, anyone who has kids. And all parents know the struggle of trying to get a small child ready to go somewhere, especially if you're in a rush. The phrase "What happened to your other shoe" is something that, I'd be willing to bet, all parents have thought or said at least a few times in their children's lives. So please, check out my new parenting poem, "Where's Your Other Shoe?"