Best Foothold Poems
No one ever said, I knew the way.
The spinning thoughts in your head, threw me away.
Congratulations my dear, despair has been lost.
We've done away with fear, oh but to what cost?
I can't seem to believe, what happened was true.
Were we so naive, to let sorrow take you?
Deep within my thought, I bleed as you cry.
The fires I fought, help the world die.
Now I prepare, to make death unrelenting.
Why do you no longer care, as my loves tormenting?
One day lovers shall dream, not of the undying pain,
but of the silent scream, of those who refrain.
Before I die, I've seen and angel fall.
I shall not shy, away from Death's call.
I'll not continue to cry, for I will have seen it all.
Dying lights, put out the faltering flames.
These last few nights, have no one to blame.
Please keep me hidden, from the sight of a loved one.
Through Hell I've ridden, hearing as Death was sung.
All the choices I've made, it was never enough.
The fire never should fade, no matter how tough.
Dying is your latest fashion, for we've never come back.
In the heat of passion, shall your wits attack?
I kissed your lips, you broke the truce.
The foothold slips, down comes the noose.
The end comes near, I can hear the tune.
You succumb to fear, for you know the end is soon.
Demons within can't be held longer, as they release their devious howl.
Just be a little stronger, and we'll fight it with a growl.
A withered past, and a bleeding future.
Time moves so fast, as I finally lose her.
You stole my heart, yet I had it first.
If we fall apart, may your scorned heart burst.
You're so pale and your walk stutters
with all the loads you carry on your shoulders.
Don't be so shy to let it show,
'cause I just want you to know:
When the whole world seems to grapple you down,
and your feet could hardly hold their ground,
I'll be right there, waiting on your doorsteps,
to help you set the track of your footsteps.
I'm your guardian angel, I'll always be around.
I'll be the grip of your feet on the ground.
I'll be your guide on a winding, devious way.
I'll be the safe place where you can stay.
March 12, 2023
You Say Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Brian Strand
I Discourse Poem, The DREAM
The dream came before dawn
Longer ago than I dare to date.
Within it, I trudged along
The forever-length of a deserted
Beach, having only the hope of
Sighting a pier with its over-swooping
Gull.
I kept on the heavy walk in the dry,
Poor, foot-denying sand — with
More sliding down than stepping ahead.
I wearied. I admit. I kept on,
Lifting my eyes to the distances for some
Sign and, then one came, but not to eyes.
My ears.
At first I strained to believe it was sound
At all, so I hurried toward the horizon,
Concentrating. Until, yes! Sound pulled
Me on to hearing faint tones of music!
Forgetting my steps I struggleon toward
The faint but distinctly sweet sound of a choir!
Heaven?
I woke.
Filled with a landscape of questions.
To this day, embracing.
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(C) sally Young Eslinger 12/18/220
Thanks be to God. Alleluia!
"In your anger do not sin. " Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry,
and do not give the devil a foothold. Ephesians 4:26-27.
It doesn't pay to remain angry with your brothers and your sisters in the Lord
Jesus Christ.
For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children
of the light. Ephesians 4:8
Forgive us our debts as we have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into
temptation but deliver us from the evil one. Mathew 6:12-13
If we want God to forgive us of our sins? First, we must be willing to forgive
others their sins against us. Without it we can't expect our Lord to forgive us!
We should all follow the Godly example of the believers in Thessalonians. The
Apostle Paul received a good report of them via messengers of the gospel of
Jesus Christ.
The tell us how you have turned to God from idols to serve the living and the
true God, and to wait for his Son from heaven, whom he raised from the dead--
Jesus who rescues us from the coming wrath. ! Thessalonians 1:9.
Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you.
Come near to God, and he will come near to you. James 4:7-8.
Humble yourselves before the Lord and he will lift you up. James 4:10
Do Not Love the World
Do not love the world nor anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the
love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world--the cravings of
sinful men, the lust of his eyes, and the boasting, of what he has and what he
does--comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and it's desires
pass away, but the man [or the woman] who does the will of God, abides forever.
1 John 2: 15.
The world does pass away but the word of God does abide forever. Just like all
of those, who do the will of God by freely abiding, in his will. Do also abides with
him forever more; according to the holy Scriptures and the promises of God.
My heart sings as I walk on springs,
With foothold on the sun, unburned.
Your love fills my heart, my soul,
My whole being.
I swim in love – I fly without wings.
Joy clings to my feet,
Gratitude fills my mouth.
So I sing, I dance in the air,
My claps echo with harmony.
Happiness knows no rival
Since you arrived with your love.
Your touch feels like gripping an eel –
Indescribable electric waves
Race through my veins,
A rave of rhythmic faves
Throbbing like thunder through speakers,
Flooding my head…
But like a moth crawling aimlessly,
My mind searches for the calm you disturbed
With just one flash of your anger.
Now, whenever I see you,
Trepidation floats alongside the joy
That your love always brings.
You divide me into separate parts –
Love and unlove –
Revealed by the shape of your mouth,
Sometimes curving into smiles,
Sometimes twisting into spite.
Yet both come from your heart,
That loves and unloves in equal measure ~
A skill I have learned without a teacher.
Your love blooms like a flower with no petals,
Its pollen scattered on silent leaves
Where butterfly wings brush softly,
But their proboscis cannot probe.
Still, it shines brighter than any other in the garden –
A garden where love visits only on holidays,
When bees hum and scatter in confusion.
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Contest: juxtaposition
Sponsored by: Regina Mcintosh
Contest Judged: 7/13/2025 10:10:00 PM
Poem placement: Third
no foothold
by Michael R. Burch
there is no hope;
therefore i became invulnerable to love.
now even god cannot move me:
nothing to push or shove,
no foothold.
so let me live out my remaining days in clarity,
mine being the only nativity,
my death the final crucifixion
and apocalypse,
as far as the i can see ...