Footfalls Poems - Poems about Footfalls

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 …

   

Hear the 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 prominent consideration
like echos of a tragedy
or the warning of a bell buoy

Fate's Footfalls

FATE’S FOOTFALLS

                                       Fate beyond prediction,
            

Fates Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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.

Footfalls of Fate

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

The Footfalls Of Fate

The footfalls of Fate
pursue love and hate
through the echoes of silence.
And leave surreal
footprints hearts can feel
from kindness to violence.

Fate 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 muted miscall
or misplaced footfall,
blazes trails dreamers pursue.
Fate forges a path
through glory and wrath;
yet each step wasn't up

Fate's Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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

Fate's Footfalls

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

Footfalls of Fate Sidestepped Shunned

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.

Fate's Footfalls

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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