Here's some farm poetry for you. Sorry if it sucks. I wrote it in the last 5 minutes and I don't much care for revisions.
I've been staring at them for a few minutes
Trying to decide whether to say goodbye
Or extend their stay
There's an unscuffed pair sitting next to the door
Smirking at the old faithfuls
Not knowing their time will come
These have been on my feet most of the last 365 days
Wearing scars, oil, blood and dust from another crop
Remembering memories good and bad
I don't want to get rid of them
But I don't think I need them
Someone else might find some use
Into the bag with other rejects they go
Swallowed by the dark and cold
Wondering what they've done wrong
Tomorrow they go to town
To sit on a shelf next to someone else's giveaways
Sold for $3 to someone who won't care
My eyes won't leave the bag
My body won't leave the room
My mind can't forget the dirt they've tread
And I know they've proven their worth
They deserve better than what would lie ahead
No one would wear them the same
A man can never have too many pairs of boots
Trying to decide whether to say goodbye
Or extend their stay
There's an unscuffed pair sitting next to the door
Smirking at the old faithfuls
Not knowing their time will come
These have been on my feet most of the last 365 days
Wearing scars, oil, blood and dust from another crop
Remembering memories good and bad
I don't want to get rid of them
But I don't think I need them
Someone else might find some use
Into the bag with other rejects they go
Swallowed by the dark and cold
Wondering what they've done wrong
Tomorrow they go to town
To sit on a shelf next to someone else's giveaways
Sold for $3 to someone who won't care
My eyes won't leave the bag
My body won't leave the room
My mind can't forget the dirt they've tread
And I know they've proven their worth
They deserve better than what would lie ahead
No one would wear them the same
A man can never have too many pairs of boots
I love this. There is some bit of tragedy in saying goodbye to an old favorite anything, really, especially favorites who have been through a lot with you.
ReplyDeleteAnd a good pair of boots just can't be beat.
I'm all about Rilke quotes today:
ReplyDelete"I have passed over the intimate, the touching, the deserted, thoughtful aspects of many things, which, as I passed them, moved me deeply by their beautiful participation in human living."
I'm pretty sure he was talking about boots.
boots!
ReplyDeleteI love this attachment.
I don't like revisions, either. It's difficult to tamper with something that was so honest in its moment.