Feet Poems - Poems about Feet

STAGE BENEATH HER FEET* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ before the lights ignite, she stands, a silhouette of dreams, silk slippers whispering against the wood. the stage, her steadfast confidant, is the only applause she ever needs. how the world adores the spectacle, ...

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She is always in a position of humility An attitude of prayer ...

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Your holy word, Lord Jesus, is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. I will not hide my candle under a bushel but I will place it on top of a lamp stand to brighten up my hometown's Evergreen's city of Everett Washington USA. It is the capital city of Snohomish County as well as...

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Some feet are bare. Some wear shoes. That's news....

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Deceit's bitter taste lingers like burial rice cooked in familiar space The sharp edge of betrayal cuts deep from within, a wound that never heals Innocence fades like pencil marks erased as life's indelible script unfolds The ground beneath our feet will be our roof a somber truth we cannot escape Loyalty's test lies in water's gentle flow yet...

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I'm o f f my f—e—e—t ~ when I see your d~~a~~n~~c~~e you're just so ...

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No Kings Day Everyday The fear I felt last November Has Swollen Like a Hindenberg blimp directly Overhead Seconds from exploding Time and space back to 1775. How Now sent troops’ marching feet Bear a din, underscoring beat, Compelling Alarm Urgently To ask, to answer the question: How might we align our democracy...

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magpie to magpie have those fools lost their marbles chasing birdie eggs on green grass down holes in one ~ let's show the mugs how its done...

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I'm walking in darkness alone on a street Making no sound with no shoes on my feet I'm freezing cold and I am losing heat Still I have no shoes on my feet I'm starving and I need something to eat It hurts to walk with no shoes on my feet My head is hung low my body...

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The dainty walk of Chinese women beyond the Wall in olden days was due to cruel and unusual punishment confined and constrained by strange customary ways victims of fashion prisoners of fad small feet were in sadly big were bad forced to wear a pair of lotus shoes very small baby steps were all they took altho' it wasn't until 1912 or so when...

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Early morning is the perfect time to walk the beach, the cool water licks at my feet. The soft sand is like walking on a pillow, pretty seashells yell-pick me up. My day started off with a bit of heaven on earth....

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Where there's a will there's a funeral death is a fact of life a grave undertaking for a mortician and one day some day you and I will wake up dead hopefully the lifetime led was of our own making too late for looking back no regrets and yet it's appalling when we wind up in a winding sheet waiting on that beir aside from six feet under where do we go from...

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There are many perks to working in a bookstore… There’s the books, the music playing in the background… the wide variety of people I get to meet…. but one unexpected but welcomed perk…are all those baby feet. Parents enter with their babies in strollers…and it’s the parents’ faces I first greet… but before I see the baby’s face…dangling out in...

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She dances to the rhythmic drumbeats, She dances despite her aching feet. She bears the torture; If only.it would turn to joy. She watches the priest as he calls upon the benevolent spirits, As he invokes the Divine. Will he be able to realign the pieces that would guide...

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MARTY KING when i needed a friend all skies were black my head could only bend down i could never look up then came you as sunshine i realized that you were God's Sign light came into the darkest part of the mine Friend Till The End and Now I Ascend SHENIKA SIMS when i needed to be loved the devil mainly controlled the weather every bone...

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