Footnote Poems - Poems about Footnote

Footnote I drink coffee She kneels, barefoot. I don’t speak. She doesn’t rise until I’ve finished. I rest the cup on her back, and kiss her toes like they’re gospel. © Arin M. Dey, 2024. All rights reserved. Do not repost or reuse without permission. First published on @thecelestialsmut — read gently, touch respectfully. ...

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When Adam was known as Clay Potter He saw Eve was nude in the water He went for a dip Made one little slip And that's how they got their first daughter!...

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If not in memory’s service, do we still write the words To leave the past unledgered —and by token paid (Dreamsleep: March, 2020)...

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The nature of being, its whole and its parts The nature of being, its fits and its starts The nature of being the old and the new The nature of being —to me and to you (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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I order an audience, I command an audience but it's a shallow demand so all I ask is for just one only one person come to me please hear me out erase my loneliness even if only for a brief instance but just spare the laughter of hearing my distant theories I have dreams dreams that stretch beyond the ocean origins dreams as tall...

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Chapter I'm sorry I'm an ******* I'm not sure how this began but it must end. If we continued, I couldn’t face myself in the mirror as I can’t look ...

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A polite rain joined me briefly before heading uptrail to leave me standing, alone, in a suddenly steaming forest. I wrote this on a hike in the Adriondacks to to Mt Marcy, the highest mountain in New York State. My Adirondack Guide indicated that Tahawus was the a first Nation (Iroquois ??) name for the mountain and it...

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As long as you write There will be still memories Leaking through our words...

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I amazed since you would be Orpheus And play Apollo's lyre with so much skill How rudimentary they tell the death of us How conflicting the story of your frail will Successful in Hades, empty handed By character, Hades need not keep you then Among flattery you are best left stranded For love never moved you to die with a friend Which...

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THE PASSING OF A FOOTNOTE without foresight or future concern we cast our stones into the waters of uncertainty the river holds us certainly epic ignorance existence in spite maleficent macrocosm the truth lets you know it's ok to let go ghosts of the past a friend found at last we succumb to fears being lost in the years the pages of time we think we headline the history book selections children wrote the...

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The music played between the bambo walls My heart was dancing outside the ken Of adult passion and woman ways, Your body calls me back again ... I followed you And all that of among the pile of coveting eyes Was the conquest attributed to my plight Dancing while my footsteps followed you The rhythm changed your body pressed Against the hunger...

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