Odd Socks
by Julia Vaughan
Joel wore odd socks
Joel was odd
I was too symmetric
Too pedantic
It bothered me
But not narrowminded enough
To not stop and listen
Joel’s Odd Socks Fridays
His nod to mental health
As everyone can have an
Odd Sock Day
A Bad Hair Day
An off day
Where everything
Goes awkwardly wrong
And that’s absolutely OK
Wearing odd socks stretched
My flexibility
Stretched my mind
Taught me more than
I expected
Thanks Joel
Now my every day
Any day can
Be an odd socks day
Colleagues and strangers comment
Many a conversation’s started
Even camping in Moonta Bay
Did you know you’re wearing odd socks?
Yup. I truly did, and let me tell you why
Julia Vaughan and her husband moved to Australia in 1989. She tentatively started writing poetry in 2021, after joining inspiring U3A Surf Coast (Australia) “I Just Don’t Get Poetry” classes.
Poetry is her creative, whimsical, stress outlet. Julia loves walking her Vizsla dogs, gardening, socialising with friends, and being curious.