![]() THE RED BOOTA Poem by Betty Hermelee![]() Adventure![]() On crisp, bright winter days She jogs in a place called “the quarry” A mountain sculpted by a nearby cement company In another way, the landscape is painted with Miles of faded grass, black cows, bare trees And wide-open spaces resembling the wild west
On any given day she jogs the route Pony tail flips in the light breeze Blue sweatshirt to match the sky Gray leggings, old sneakers, jean ball cap
She looks straight ahead In the distance, she catches a glimpse of a red object She gains momentum, as she approaches It proves to be a bright red women’s cowboy boot Lays on the side of the road, though only one Why would someone abandon it nearby a cow pasture? Strikes her as a puzzling behave She muses awhile, picks up the boot Tries it on, way too large Visualizes what this person may look like No doubt in her twenties Tall and slim, perchance red hair, fair skin and freckles
She clearly remembers this odd setting For she aspires to paint this magnificent landscape Faded green grass, black cows, dark mauve ramshackle barn And splash of red to mimic the boot A brilliant canvas!
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6 Reviews Added on January 27, 2021 Last Updated on January 27, 2021 Author![]() Betty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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