Foot Poems - Poems about Foot

The Old Foot-In-The-Mouth Syndrome

People say the oddest things
not realizing their faux pas

Given the chance to self correct
they usually fail miserably

Is it malice or stupidity
~ unlikely we'll ever know



AP: 3rd place 2025

At The Light

When driving the car
approaching a traffic light
it has often been seen
both day and night
what does green mean
here's the plan
for better or worse
drive as fast as you can
then red and amber
if you will
put the foot down
even faster still
and when it turns red
don't dare to dwell
or stop dead
but go like a bat out of hell

Body Language

Putting my best foot forward
shoulder to the wheel
nose to the grindstone
my Achilles heel
while sticking my neck out
I soon found
as
with my eye on the ball
ear to the ground
when I put my back into it
not with tongue in cheek
but to keep my chin up
heard joints creak
the onset of old age memory loss
an early taste
for in the end

At The Foot Of The Cross

Can you see where true hope is found?
Will you build your life on solid ground?
Are your hopes based on something sound?
Will you bend your knee at Calvary’s mound?

Do you know how to conquer pain?
Must you stumble through life’s empty strain?
Are your losses to be counted as gain?
Will you bow your head at Calvary’s precious stain?

At

One foot

Suicide
Trauma
Death
Grief
Numbness
Solitude
Waves of emotion
Hurdles to jump
Mountains to scale
Healing?   Doesn't seem possible

How do I live in the midst of this turmoil?

My answer so far is accept help, hugs, comfort, basic necessities
and put one foot in front of the other

One minute, one step at a time

Let's Do The Chicken Splash Together

What are you all quacking about!
A little rain never hurt anyone!
Let's do the chicken splash together.

No raincoats or umbrellas are needed,
just a ducky spirit with attitude.
Do not reply if you are afraid to get wet,
or if you want to be a bore.

Now for some rain fun!
Put your right web foot in,
now put your left wed

A Foot Alone - Rondelet

A foot alone
tries the water that ocean lays,
A foot alone
on sand placed within God's tears moan,
where the massive skin paled away — 
forgiven in tide's passing spray,
A foot alone

Lead foot

Stepped away for awhile, but rising again from the ashes
Sometimes you need to dive into the dumpster to sort through life's trash

The smoke is starting to settle as coming out the other side
Efforted some along the way but mostly just went along for the ride

The detour felt different this time as I went in with

The One Foot After the Other Man

Everything's broken down again.
The sky is filled with rain.
The blood not flowing down the drain
is bound to leave a stain.

Where is hope to be found
when it has just been drowned?
He is the guy who can - 
the one foot after the other man.

Many Our Feet, Many Our Foot

Many Our Feet,
               Many Our Foot,
                                  Of Song!

Where

Who am I?

No one waits for me outside patiently,                                                

bison stepped on my foot today

Brutish bison stepped on my left foot today
Making me less merry, forcing me to delay
It weighed a ton, so what could I do?
I yelled “Get off of my tennis shoe!”

Skittish bison got startled and galloped away
My toe is broken, bleeding, its nail is turning gray.
So, I cannot come over for my play date today.
Maybe you

Left Foot

Left Foot

My left foot is 
sometimes bubbling with 
astonishment about
things he won’t say. 

Somewhere On Foot Part Two

“Oh please don’t worry.
I haven’t a heightened sixth sense… about the mint infused lilt here.”
There must be a compass without a point surrounding me
“Looking for directions.
The town you’re seeking is a few winding roads and rusted signposts away.”
They both beamed at me.
Something told me they seemed very familiar but I couldn’t quite put my finger

Somewhere On Foot Part One

I peered deeply into a water trickling  dyke clustered by pale blue and green peebles.
“Oh dear I sometimes dig too deep or maybe not diffidently.
Damon Deep thinker, lost in thought type.”
There is that mind of mine appearing to write my words for me.
It’s always been like this for this wayfarer.
But not for long as

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