I walked the distance under the grey sky
Let the rain quieten my mind
The gumboots you gifted me
were meant to keep me dry
They were love to me
I knocked on your door
waited patiently
You opened eventually
and showed me contempt
Still
I was so glad I came
I couldn’t run away from missing you
But I finally turned away from hatred
Strangely
my steps were lightened
in my water filled gumboots
A metaphorically outstanding finale stanza Cassa ..
“Strangely
my steps were lightened
in my water filled gumboots”
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Thanks Ivor!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Loved that metaphor. ^_^
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😊
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Beautiful sometimes walking away is the best thing. Lovely 🦋💝
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I guess seeing, accepting, and deciding is the best way to proceed. Love the imagery. 🙂
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Yes the turning away is like a light bulb moment I imagine.
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Beautiful this vivid, descriptive imagery!
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I’ve never heard of the term gumboots. I love the transition from anger to lightened step.
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I think Gumboots is Australian English, like Wellies in UK English? What are they called in American English?
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Ah, got it. I think rubber boots, or galoshes is most comment in American English, though I much prefer, Gumboots and Wellies. 😁
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Haha yes! Using the brand name as noun is kind of at home feel.
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