THE RED BOOT

THE RED BOOT

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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Adventure

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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!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2021 Betty Hermelee


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I think we see your artist eye at work here, examining colors, imagining how they might compliment or clash with one another. A bit of a character study of the runner, too. A red boot next to a cow pasture. Hmmm... though it may be made of COW leather, I'm pretty sure it didn't belong to any of them. Perhaps Paul is right.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

Thanks Sam for a thoughtful review; The boot made it like a surreal painting!!! Always appreciated.<.. read more
Okay step back this could be a crime scene. Google the next state and see if another red boot has been found. Failing that, I'm seeing a young one legged girl in a mini skirt hopping mad cos her boyfriend didn't turn up. I take it there wasn't a body in this boot, cos the police like to know these small details.
I'm seeing this picture in my mind now.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

You're completely wrong!!! But a funny review nevertheless; this a surreal painting!!! Read COOL JOE.. read more
Hello, Betty! :)
This is another vivid scene. Its a bit anticlimactic though. Wheres the painting? I think we'd all like to see it.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

This on is actually true, but I didn't want to pick up a dirty Best, B
Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

The painting has to be imagined!!!! I could probably do it ,but no time!!
Best, Betty
A wonderful story shared in the poetry dear Betty.
"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"
The above lines. So good. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

A brilliant canvas!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your review. since I'm an artist, I often allude to or even write about colors, c.. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

The world give us so much to write about. You are welcome dear Betty.
Wowser! You certainly know how to hold your readers' attention with such vivid descriptive language and fast paced narrative. Much enjoyed. ~Sharon

Posted 4 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your interest in my poetry, really appreciate it
Best, Betty
Such a very creative write, I enjoyed this

Posted 4 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

Thanks Kim I actually took the jog, saw the red boot but forgot to take a photo of it!

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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My 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..

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