Short Footsore Poems

Footsore and Weary 
We travel these endless roads
On a journey 
To our final destination, 
Where they lead, God only knows. 


               W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2018....

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My comfortable shoes are full of squeaks.
An unrelenting sound I can't possibly ignore,
Like an old wooden rocking chair that creaks
Or noisy wet sneakers on a tile floor.
It's quite loud and not only noticed by me, eek!
I've tried tip-toeing but it's causing footsore.
I'm aggravated beyond belief with these squeaks....

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The ruins loom and leer
At travelers through here;
And still we push ahead
When all our hopes are dead.

Does anybody know
Whatever makes us go
Through all the doom and dust,
And why we think we must?

The answer’s in the rain,
The answer’s in the pain
Of every footsore mile;
We’ll learn it in a while.

The answer’s everywhere,
The answer’s in the air
And in the grass and sod--
Our journey reveals God....

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