Best Footfalls Poems

My gray head turns aghast,
broken glass, broken glass,
two by fours, without their walls.

Floors lifted by years of rain,
walls hanging on in vain,
nothing is as I recall.

The trees encroach, strangle hold.
The mice nest, keep out cold. 
Green makes a moldy pall.

When young I played here.
The rooms...

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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...

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(Isaiah 50: 4, 5 /  Song of Solomon  /  John 11: 23 – 27  /  Revelation 21: 3, 4)


Out of Cold Shadows On A Highland Moor
Will You Come Walking To Me As Hard Rains Pour?
Beneath A Tree of Life I...

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… On The Gist of Where A Gather Melts Hate’s Glacier
On The Nexus of Need & Knowing True Love’s Nature
On The Passage of Innocence To Please Forgive Us Prayers
On The Way To Meet Wide Open Arms of Our Maker
On Edge of Evening and Eden’s Promised...

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The footfalls of Fate;
pursue love and hate,
through the echoes of silence.
Yet leave surreal
footprints hearts can feel;
tracking peace or violence.

Time creeps up on you;
and nothing you do
can alter its progression.
Fate leads, you follow,
it chews, you swallow;
even dregs of depression.

Each misplaced footfall
or muted miscall;
marks the trail that...

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Fate's Footfalls


'Crimson Tides of the Underverse'


Ladders we climb, greasing the grime, in mountains of malignant moral
Committing our crime, with rhythm and rhyme, impending the immoral
Foreshadowing fates, we open the gates, arming the quantizing quarrel
Creation creates, sad sorrow awaits, within the ambient Adonic auroral

Beyond the tides,...

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... For Theirs Was A Loyal Love That Would Nay Suffer Guilt
Nor Wander, Nary Wrangle, Nor Waste, Nor Wrong, Nor Wilt
Whether Slow In Coming, Or of A Moment Passing Swift
Not Even An Enemy’s Blade Plunged In His Side To Its Hilt ! …

could Halt His...

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Echoes of past
Sounds that had been
Touches once in lust
Now nothing
 
Ah, you are not dead in a sense
Your eyes had read these very prints
Much of my eyes I got from your genes
Many see in it your glint
 
Once glimmer of gold
As she would say
Now of bronze a...

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Beware ...
they are coming ...
I hear them as they tap their invariable
pulses on my spirit, like steel drums
in the Cruzan night, all at once frightening
and irresistibly intoxicating - the warm
blanket, doom ...

I find it unremarkable ...
that they match my heart's thrumming,
vying for a prominent consideration
like...

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footfalls silently all my life had followed me till I turned a corner. . .

I hear them no more . . . for they are at my door


2018/ for Silent One's When One Line Is Not Enough Poetry Contest
Revised to new form, which is partially...

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F or years as a child he had dark, fitful dreams 
O f narrow, closed passages, places unseen
O ften he mused, they were unfounded fears
T ormented thoughts that would bring him to tears
F orboding terrors and feelings of dread
A puzzling scenario that loomed in his...

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Pacing myself as slow as I possibly could,
I fell upon mounts trying to reach the top.
I thought I knew what my life would become,
when it was time to relax, I couldn’t stop.
I tried with stride of presuming my fate,
my footfalls became a struggle,
I almost gave...

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At tables scattered round the bar
they hug their drinks and wait,
to see whose empty chair is next,
who's visited by fate.
They listen for the footfalls
which for them will surely come
to take them on the last journey,
slow, maybe quick  for some.
The widowed and the broken hearts,
divorced...

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Blush cheeks capture a heated day
sun-soaked lemon chills melt fast
beating hearts drifting off into the bay
as the west winds caress sails of love

Slow waves tumble toward the shore
intertwined fingers grasp and hold tight
as fragile souls sing lullabies of peace

Ominous clouds threaten a golden sky
shading out...

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Clouds swirl about and
darkness descends
lying her head
amongst the lonely

Beats of the heart fade
and thoughts give way
to a pain stained night

Aimless footfalls wander
hollow halls and angry
floor boards squeak
in tongues of failures
never understood

Cold water splashes
ease the burden
temporarily   but an
open window haunts...

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