My big brown boots

Avatar Author: Coccinella I have a way to go with fiction writing, and am finding Ficly challenging and inspiring... kind words are nice, but I'd be delighted to receive constructive criticism when you have it! Read Bio

On the day he left I walked the streets
I lost my shoes, my feet were bare
You took my hand and led me home
You found my clothes and combed my hair
You took me from the foreign place
You led me from the burning tar
And washed my devastated feet
You packed a bag and cooked a meal.

When I got back I found these boots
Long and brown and thick and warm
I walked for miles to test their soles
They brought no blisters, brought no harm
Now I walk through fire and snow
On stony paths and muddy fields
No stone or thorn can get inside
Where my small feet are held and healed.

You found me on that shattered day
That day of bare and broken feet
You scooped me up and set me down
My damaged stem, my damaged roots
You took my hand and led me home
To where I’d find my big brown boots.

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  1. Avatar Pyropunk 51 (PPP LoA)

    awesome! I like the boots-roots connection.

  2. Avatar Pyropunk 51 (PPP LoA)

    I have created a challenge by the way:
    http://ficly.com/challenges/282

  3. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    That was absolutely lovely. A great example of using an object, the boots, as a synecdoche to stand for the whole of this peron’s care and influence in your life.
    (And yes, I had to google literary terms to double check I was using that properly.)

  4. Avatar LaraLustre

    Look at the things you can do!

  5. Avatar emily.ruth

    I love how this tells a story and focuses on an object at the same time. Beautiful.

  6. Avatar mama murph (LoA)

    Beautiful! I love it! Lots of pencils!

  7. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    those boots were made for healing.. another shoe tale!
    i think i want to go shoe shopping now..

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