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Ripples

muttmutt — Sat, 27 Dec 2008 15:24:31 +0000

Boots stand alone
Ripples break the calm
Lakeshore water

Yellow-Ducky Boots

heiningerhl — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 03:30:26 +0000

Walk.

That’s all I had wanted to do.

To feel your calloused fingers

gently wrapped around my hand;

to listen to your gentle chuckle

as you helped me jump over puddles.

I all I wanted to do was walk;

to walk in my yellow-ducky boots

next to your grey steel-toed shoes.

I just wanted to listen to our paces

as we quietly traipsed through the sorrowing rain.

But you said no.

So now I sit;

contemplating and silent

My heart has been crushed by a single word.

No.

To think that one word holds so much power.

No.

I look up at you and plead in silence.

No.

My eyes fall to my yellow-ducky boots

and I listen to the rain plummet from the sky.

a pleasing walk

red_ascot — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 02:54:13 +0000

as i walked down georgetown pike
past the ritzy neighborhoods
down to the 7-11
boots wet from the snow
to get a pack of camel lights
i looked back at my footprints
and realized i could see them
for miles
the crunch crunch crunches from the past few hours
slowly filled in again by the falling flakes
a smile from the gas station attendant
as i walked through the paneled doors
greeted by the neon sale signs
informing me
that milk was $1 off per gallon
a smile from the brunette by the ford suv
tucking her kids into their car seats
before they drove off
to who knows where
a smile from the old man
parked at the side of the road in his old buick
as i made my way back to the house
i asked him if he needed help
and he said no, he was just
watching the snow fall
so since i knew nobody was home
i stayed with him
for a minute or two
and watched.
it was not until i caught
my own reflection
in his rear view window as i set back out
that i realized i was smiling too

Boof

bartcow — Thu, 18 Dec 2008 00:48:21 +0000

These boots have been following me around since I was a child.

I would like to write something about them,

but everytime I try,

my pants tingle.

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arjune — Thu, 18 Dec 2008 00:45:07 +0000

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They were new

a few years ago

But I’ve got to keep going

can’t stop for a new pair

The sweat on my back leaves me with a sticky musky kind of feeling

I look out over the desert then down at my feet

I wiggle my toes watching them through a gap in my boot

Tuscon is about 17 miles behind me

San Pedro 26 miles forward

I don’t want to go back

I take another step wincing at the pain

I set my sight on a pillar of stone shaped like shoe

wish I could laugh

I see the snake about two feet in front of me

I politely go around

a loose rock and I fall to the ground

I feel a sting and look just in time to see

a brown scorpion run from my boot

the pain envelops me and my leg goes numb

on my back the sun beats down on me

I spy the shoe shaped rock

Third Date

Heather — Thu, 18 Dec 2008 00:40:47 +0000

“Those are some great boots,”
He said, with a smile that meant
She should keep them on.

A Thrift Store Treasure

JessAnn — Tue, 16 Dec 2008 18:20:46 +0000

The store was too cold,
Full of all things odd and old.
But, she widened her eyes,
As she laid them on her prize,
Behind a mountain of mold.

Their bright color caught her eye,
It put her in a state of high.
She grabbed the pink rubber boots,
That lay next to the red suits.
“Now my feet’ll stay dry!”