Boots Poems - Poems about Boots

...I bridged the chasm and entered ambiguous halls Climbed over barbed fences inside my mind's walls To glimpse the core of how men and women relate Among flowering vines behind the garden gate. W......Read the rest...

...He tried but for him speech did not come easily, the parrot had a stutter starting with a sputter -- tripped over every third word sounding quite absurd the clipped-wing bird; ......Read the rest...

... Baby birds Tucked in warm pew-nests Mouths agape to catch masticated lies Rather than growing Mature enough to bake The bread of life Frightened animals Leaving blinders on So......Read the rest...

...I sat in restless chairs I breathed stilted air what feeling compares with feeling squandered? I’m not sadfishing, I was bored in a 5-star hotel. I’d swum the Atlantic - in the underground po......Read the rest...

...Shelly always wore big boots when she walked pink bear He left his mark hither, yon, over here and under there His piles were huge, and gooey, and warm and smelly too. She never cleaned up the mes......Read the rest...

... my closet defines my soul . . . it is me love anything vintage in blouses, dresses, jackets my own whimsical style . . . ......Read the rest...

... My day had arrived, the hospital was intimidating. He got lost parking our car, I felt the pavement's heat, it pained my feet, as we had walked very far. The doors opened as we walked in, I had a p......Read the rest...

...This is…..well I live close to an airport and a factory just exploded near a bit of me was a bit disappointed If this is my intro Duck shin It gets worse What do you think And drew a breath......Read the rest...

...As a kid in Southern California I loved rainy days. However much it rained, I wanted it to rain more. Mom had us buckle up our rain boots to go to school - And put on our hooded yellow raincoat......Read the rest...

...My closet, since you ask, is a cramped space, Chosen and cherished fashionable base, Essential part of my enchanted place, With charm and chic to complement my face. Shows off a......Read the rest...

...fan swirling the proverbial not a pretty picture all in black the canvas covered with no glimpses of light chakras hidden from root to the crown darkness galore from self inflicted abyss ......Read the rest...

...Oh, to live the life of a fashion faux pas Cursed by the anathema of dress codes Choosing blindly the closest hanger The shirt on top of the pile That lonely pair of shoes Hidden amid Those “to......Read the rest...

...I have walked this path a thousand times and I watch the swinging bridge dangling across the sea as the residue of hope crawls on the floor and my spirit keeps searching for more. I have walked th......Read the rest...

... Sycophants calculate 'syc' Authority's boots they lick Masters of the clever and slick Their every maneuver, politic......Read the rest...

...you have been waving your big whip over the vulnerable and the sick, you have been using your unauthorized power to walk over the affluent and the weak claiming that you are the man of the hour. ......Read the rest...