Footfalls Poems - Poems about Footfalls

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 truly prominent consideration like echos of a tragedy or the warning of a bell buoy … ...

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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 echos of a tragedy or the warning of a bell buoy...

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FATE’S FOOTFALLS Fate beyond prediction, ...

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FATES FOOTFALLS fate’s footfalls - the bull’s running. i hear the sound of a stampede at my ankles. the rush of blood pulsing through my veins, hammering my heart, quite like a silver spike penetration of a vampiric scream. (my bedclothes sweating. i turn) darkness on a crisp Winter’s eve. snow’s falling...i see their shape, and then his eyes, like icy daggers. i’m walking with increasing...

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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 my fears in a sorrowful stare Fingertips gracing my tendrils of...

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Numbing echoes of vain haunting footfalls Mute lingerings of ghosts and lovers past A troubled hindsight of sleepless darkness Buried forgotten times of long ago Appeared the footsteps of fate, I followed A path oozing myrrh and serenity Leading me straight into your warm embrace My world is now a blissful paradise AP: 2nd place 2020 Submitted on March 10, 2018 for contest FATE'S...

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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 rhymed....

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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 head L ately the tide in his mind seemed to turn L...

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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 dreams pursue. Fate forges a path, while luck does the math; but that...

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FATE'S FOOTFALLS I'm on the thirty-five yard line theball is in my hand But I trip and fumble first down I got a job now suddenly I'm fired this must be my call I'm then tackled it's...fates footfalls I'm running for my life Seems like I'm forever being chased By life misfortune trying to reach the line of scrimmage Recieving down yhe...

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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, where love divides, the moonlit metaphorical shores Decision decides, our confusion...

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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 up, thought I was too late, as my future destiny I...

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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 and cast adrift, all qualify, their day draws near with every glass...

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Heard enough to know where this can lead. Footfalls poised to step in footprints etched by fate, are caught in flight, nudged to sidestep shunned. A foot-plant re-direction on a clean slate. Making fresh footprints, striven silently in the sand....

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Way back when I was still in school I saw the most ingenious tool They called the thing a sliding rule A smart man rose out of a fool It could multiply and divide Hung on a belt there by your side I wore a grin I could not hide Why I'd be famous far and wide That was when I made me...

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