Short Both Foot On The Ground Poems

Your baby dropped six foot to the ground?
Head first with no midwife around?
She nodded her head.
More than enough said.
Her new baby giraffe was easily found...

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What is that mama?
Sun was in mama’s eyes but there was no mistaking the polka dots.
It was a leopard, about thirty foot off the ground slumbering in a tree.
Mama lifted her child off the ground and signaled for silence.
Tiptoeing her away from imminent danger.
Glad they had made an escape....

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I stand looking in, the narrow path ahead of me.
Before me lay twists and turns that I can’t possibly predict.
Each step will take me further from refuge.
Demons hide in the dark recesses, waiting.
I hesitate, foot half raised to take the first step.
Fear saturates the air around me.
I close my eyes and will my foot to the ground.
Exhaling, I take another step forward.
Despair will not cripple me, I will persevere. 
The peril fades in the light of the prize....

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He has come again
and I am powerless to keep him away
Yeah I desire to hear his voice
yes I know he only speaks lies
Even though they smell like death, I listen
I and he become as one, cursing the groumd
The same ground that supports my step
the same ground where I slept
That dreaded quagmire that shall bring me down
which holds my foot from solid ground
I listen and the why 
has forever evaded me
So I tell thee now
fear the quagmire meant only to pull you down...

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One wobbling foot on the ground
The other in the humid air
The chalky squares shimmer, not found
Waiting for the rope to tear.
Squeaky pavement with hole-filled shoes
Consequence of lazy leaps
No one likes to lose
Or fall in a hole a mile deep.
Skipping stone jumps from square to square
A tiny, petrified bug
Life is full of games and fairs
But most are pulled from drugs.
When the pebble leaves the game
And falls into a hole
Lost steps
Fall down
Without a sound
Wait for another pebble to roll....

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