Stories tagged “boots”

  • Ficly Goes Live

    “My boots!” Lone Writer wailed despairingly. “My boots are ruined!!” Every head on the island shot up and every pair of eyes focused on LW. “Is that…?” Started Band Baby, eyes wide. “Its…” Blu...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Beginnings

    An old friend waits beyond these gates. The world is calm and steady as the slate-grey sky waits to see what I’ll do next. I step forward and the crunch of gravel is the beginning of the Apocalypse; or, perhaps, the beginning of my new life. Eith...

  • Climbing Stairs In Combat Boots

    I slowly, carefully climbed the stairs up to my parents’ appartment, trying not to trip over the long laces of my black combat boots. I could hear babies crying, people yelling, dogs barking, the usual melody of disfunction that greeted me each t...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Lovely Greeting

    Each tap of my knuckles against the flimsy wooden door sent a sharp pain through my ears and into my head. At last, the door creaked open. I could see my mother’s, now old and wrinkled, face looking me up and down for a moment. She then opened th...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Frog Panties

    The sky is large on large days and small on small days the frogs are green on forest days and wet on rainy days my boots are shiny on holidays and packed away on summer days your love is true on real days and real on true days my memories are lost on a...

    • Author: LaraLustre
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • My big brown boots

    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 pac...

    • Author: Coccinella
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • snowy sidewalks [poem]

    the sidewalk huddles under a snowy blanket ankle deep. the snow, bored of its sameness, clings to my black boots for a little adventure. it covers the tip in a converse toe, looking for something new. i cross the quiet street, hushed in respect, knock ...

  • Lacy's Friend

    When I first saw the black cat I was happy for my cat, Lacy, who had grown stand-offish in her old age. Content just to be left to her own devices, she would sit outside by herself for hours at a time. Now, where-ever she went, the black cat went with ...

  • The Boots

    He opened his eyes, the first rays of sunshine coming in through his window. He lay there for a while trying to remember any of the dreams from the previous night without success. As he sat up he looked down to see his new pair of boots. These weren&#...

    • Author: BadMojo
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Dora The Explorer: All Grown Up

    The young woman trudged up the hill with her pet spider-monkey. “You sure you read that map, right?” She groaned at her red-booted monkey. “Well, I wouldn’t be a very good breakthrough in science if I couldn’t read a simpl...

  • Dance of the Moons

    I thought of my cousin (She’s not my cousin) The song on the radio, ‘Harvest Moon’ Set my toes to tapping A slow dance over the brake and the gas The stop and the go A step and a glide I thought of my cousin (She’s not my cousin...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5