Rhoda Tripp Poet Rhyme

Fate's Footfalls

Bony knuckles raking gloomy halls
Chambers echoing fate’s footfalls
Slumping shoulders and deathly grins
Recounting on fingers, countless sins
Shuddering, shivering in godless fears
Admonishing my guilt, the end, it nears
Cowering in silence, holding my breath
Smelling foul odors of impending death
Grasping and groveling a final chance
Embracing, mating, in fatal romance
Facing my fears in a sorrowful stare
Fingertips gracing my tendrils of hair
Ghastly screams erupt pouting lip
Into the darkness my soul does slip

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Line Gauthier March 26, 2018 at 10:26 PM A powerful write, Rhoda. Congrats on your win. Well done.

Pat Adams March 25, 2018 at 9:17 AM sorrowful stare, tendrils of hair! Amazing write! You continue to impress!..80) Rhoda Tripp March 26, 2018 at 3:27 PM Thank you, Pat. I appreciate your time and kindness.

John Lawless March 21, 2018 at 8:19 AM Rhoda, reading this was like rolling down a hill......gaining speed and momentum with each line, each thought ....leaving the reader(at least this one) breathlessly reflecting on Fate's Footfalls. Thanks for participating in the contest. Rhoda Tripp March 21, 2018 at 10:31 PM Thank you, John, for hosting and for my placement. It was fun to write for this wonderful contest.

John Gondolf March 21, 2018 at 7:56 AM Back to say congrats on your placement. John Rhoda Tripp March 21, 2018 at 10:33 PM Thank you, John. Congratulations on yours as well.

Kai Michael Neumann March 21, 2018 at 3:38 AM Scary. I hope that the soul does not slip up forever... Rhoda Tripp March 21, 2018 at 4:43 AM Thank you, Dear. Nah...forever is too long. Thanks for stopping by. Appreciate the visit.

Akkina Downing March 18, 2018 at 9:59 PM Oh my gosh, Rhoda, I'm not sure I can forget this one now. Dramatically the best! Best wishes although it's a win for me... Hugs :) Rhoda Tripp March 20, 2018 at 8:00 PM Thank you so much, Akkina, for your support. You are a kindhearted soul.

Susan Ashley March 18, 2018 at 8:12 PM Such a dark and captivating write, Rhonda. I love the dramatic feeling of Death closing in and the gripping imagery that scares my senses.. a chilling rhythm moved me through your eerie poetic lines like 'a dance in the pale moonlight' - such awesome flow.. Superb poetry my friend! Warmest wishes and keep the nightlight on.. ~Susan Rhoda Tripp March 20, 2018 at 8:00 PM Thank you so much, Susan. It was not my normal type of poetry, but it was fun to step outside the box. Glad you enjoyed it as much as I did writing. Thanks for your support.

Arturo Michael March 18, 2018 at 4:53 PM Not a bad way to go...verses lying in a hospital bed in the snow...Nice imagery...building up before breaking through death's door...All the best Rhoda Rhoda Tripp March 18, 2018 at 5:23 PM There's some truth there...Thank you for your kind comments and encouragement, Arturo. You are appreciated.

James Swartz March 18, 2018 at 10:51 AM Awesome! This is a great write Rhoda! Perfect in every way possible. Now. How's the book coming along, I've been patiently waiting you know. Rhoda Tripp March 18, 2018 at 3:56 PM Hi James! Thank you so much, Dear. I've been busy reorganizing my space to have a quiet desk area. Just can't seem to tune out distractions. Typical me...but it is coming along...and I WILL publish in 2019. I have a new FB page as well, Rhoda Tripp Writes.

CayCay Godwin March 16, 2018 at 10:19 AM Well, I was just blown away! Gripping and so crisply delivered, not to mention deeply scooped. I know the hair reference is true, but feel sure the rest is pure talent plus imagination as spurred by a palette of insightful emotions you know well enough to grow dark / dramatic / profound. I have to recover from the impact of this one - and that's a good thing. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Rhoda Tripp March 16, 2018 at 5:56 PM Awww. CayCay. I so look forward to your endearing comments and your well thought proverbs. You are so adorable. Hugs.

Janice Canerdy March 15, 2018 at 8:34 PM Chilling--and so well-written, Rhoda! Janice Rhoda Tripp March 16, 2018 at 4:38 AM Thank you, Janice for your support.

Andrea Dietrich March 15, 2018 at 6:09 PM What is wrong with me? I need to fave this!! Rhoda Tripp March 15, 2018 at 6:35 PM Lol. Thank you, Andrea!

John Bertin March 15, 2018 at 2:53 PM Eeee! Like the ending of a Poe tale. Rhoda Tripp March 15, 2018 at 4:43 PM Hi, John. Thanks for reading. I used to watch Alfred Hitchcock late at night when I was a kid. Can you tell? Lol

John Gondolf March 14, 2018 at 6:27 PM Wow, Rhoda, this one gave me chills. Counting countless sins on my fingers and admonishing my guilt...I need to get my act together. This write is a winner with me. John Rhoda Tripp March 14, 2018 at 7:39 PM John...if it gave you chills, we are in this together because it gave me chills writing it, Lol. Thank you for your kindness and continued support.

Andrea Dietrich March 14, 2018 at 12:46 AM wow, Rhoda. I wish I had done this one . It's one of the best in the contest!! Rhoda Tripp March 14, 2018 at 4:01 PM Awww...garsh, Andrea. You made my day. Thank you Sweetie.

Sandra Haight March 13, 2018 at 5:06 PM Oh, so dark, Rhoda! I felt death's presence in your words. Yes, we all must face that fate! Well done, and best wishes for the contest. Hugs, Sandra Rhoda Tripp March 14, 2018 at 4:00 PM Sandra, My Dear, you are such a kindheart that you will never face this fate. You'll have angels come take you away. I, however....lol. Thanks for stopping in, Dear.

Craig Cornish March 13, 2018 at 12:47 PM Loving it Rhoda--it grows from the start (and you must revisit at Halloween! Rhoda Tripp March 14, 2018 at 3:58 PM Lol...Craig. Thank you, Sweetie. If you'd like, I'll write a new one at Halloween time for you...if I remember...ha!

Viv Wigley March 13, 2018 at 2:00 AM Woooo, deeply darkly, Rhoda. A fine piece, and suitably doom laden. I like to think that when my time comes, the grim reaper will come with a whoopee cushion and a flower that squirts water, just to liven things up. Viv x Rhoda Tripp March 13, 2018 at 4:26 AM Thank you, Viv. This write is purely fiction and I was thinking of a "friend" and her fate. Lol. We all know that Adonis on a white steed will be coming for me. ;-)

Cheryl Hoffman March 12, 2018 at 9:32 PM A hauntingly compelling write Rhoda; can imagine hearing the stalking creaky bone sounds of deaths footfalls! Good luck in the contest!~Che :) Rhoda Tripp March 13, 2018 at 4:24 AM Thank you so much, Che. You are appreciated.

FJ Thomas March 12, 2018 at 7:07 PM Twin this is hauntingly beautiful! FJ Thomas March 12, 2018 at 7:40 PM Let's! I have to perfect red heels to wear! ;•» Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:23 PM Thank you, Twinsie...shall we dance a duet? LOL.

Paul Callus March 12, 2018 at 9:57 AM You enveloped this in a chilly and dark atmosphere, Rhoda. After reading this I definitely won't be looking forward to death!! Regards // paul Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:27 PM Thanks, Paul. You are appreciated and I don't think you have anything to fear...a kindhearted spirit comes for the "good ones"

Anne-Lise Andresen March 12, 2018 at 9:25 AM - ...... Wooo, wW ! - A awesome poem, Rhoda !!! - Luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:28 PM Thank you so much, Sweetie.

Silent One March 12, 2018 at 7:46 AM damn.. you created some really deep and dark imagery here through your great pen.. I think this i a winner for me.. Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:29 PM Thank you, Silent. It was fun to write chilling...I think I enjoyed it a tad too much. Muahahaha...Boo!

Kim Rodrigues March 12, 2018 at 7:35 AM Wow! This was great! A winner! Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:30 PM Thank you, Kim. Means a lot to me.

Tom Cunningham March 12, 2018 at 12:28 AM Brilliant spooky rhyme Rhoda, good luck in the contest . Tom. Love the pic. Rhoda Tripp March 12, 2018 at 7:31 PM Thank you, Tom. It was not a normal write for me so I had to step out of the box. Chilling is kind of fun actually. Lol.

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