Emilia James Poet Footle

Sealed Fate

Gun smoke
Shot bloke

In head
Now dead

In jail 
No bail

Oh dang!
Will hang 

Then go 
Below

To hell
Cartel

Jail break
Gang make

Ride horse
With force

Fell off
Self scoff
 
Snake bit
Swift hit

Now lie
And die

Too late
Sealed fate

Now at
Hells gate.

       26.07.21

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John Gondolf August 30, 2021 at 2:44 AM Enjoyed your humorous footle, Emilia. I’ve never written in this form, I’ll have to try it sometime. Hugs, John Emilia James August 30, 2021 at 9:23 AM Thank you John, I love this form though I think there are some different variations of it. Hope you do give it a try sometime and I look forward to reading it if you do. Hugs, Emilia : )

Tom Cunningham July 28, 2021 at 3:28 PM Lol, you havent lost your touch Emilia. Tom Emilia James July 29, 2021 at 9:10 AM Thank you Tom, these are fun to write. Will see where the next one takes me lol. Emilia.

Simon Hamill July 27, 2021 at 5:34 PM Hi emilia.welcome back.not seen you on here for ages.missed reading your footles.simon.:) Emilia James July 28, 2021 at 1:59 PM Hi Simon and thank you. not been on for about 6 months. Hope to be around more. Emilia. : )

Kim Merryman July 26, 2021 at 3:16 PM Emilia, these are great footles and they tell a story! I enjoyed reading your work! Blessings, Kim M Emilia James July 28, 2021 at 1:56 PM Thank you so much Kim, Footles are one of my favourite forms and enjoy writing them. Emilia.