I knew the definition
But never truly understood.
I knew powerful metaphor
And sublime simile.
But not until today
Did I hold in my hands
A simple symbol.
It was difficult
To behold simplicity
And ascertain meaning.
Nothing more
Than a pair of boots.
Nothing less than my
Passionate obsession.
My love and my lust
Embodied in leather and lace.
I saw them and knew
They were what I would bore
Into my future and would wear
Down as I reached that place.
I saw them and knew
A pair had carried me thus far,
And that yet another
Would yet thrust me afar.
They meant to me
Much more than footwear.
They meant to me
A lifestyle and success,
For they meant subsistence.
Yet they were nothing more
Than a pair of dusty boots.
Great extended metaphor! I
Great extended metaphor! I really like this poem.
Starward
Much Appreciated!
Thanks for the read and the feedback, Starward.
We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.
We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.
Boots
. An ode to one's boots - k.
:D