Short Footstool Poems

enemy shot down
word lives to all who believe
footstool to our feet...

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They kill my  Son
Come sit at my side
While I make your enemies
Your footstool...

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surpassing sublime
pristine majestic waters
mountain footstool drop

Barbara Washington...

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Jahovah (3068) said to Adon (113)
"Sit at My right hand, till I make 
Your ememies your footstool."
Adonay (136) is at your right hand.


(3068+113+136=430)...

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I have my coffee now and
sit upon
a chair that gives me comfort;
have TV,
a roaring fire, and footstool,
and myself.
So perfect, I find it odd —
oh, so weird.


(March 2022)...

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Endless stretches of the heavens
Across the stars, galaxies and eternal voids
Realms of gods, angels, spirits and venerated ancestors,  
Thus says the LORD:
Heaven is My throne and the earth is My footstool.


~05/16/21
~Contest: Planets
~Sponsor: Matt Caliri...

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Mercurial splendor; earth, sky the 
props
Sunlight glints through 
effervescent drops
Fluorescent beams glisten through 
glowing treetops
O'er grassy plain, steel girder slides 
and hops
Colorful symphony earth's 
footstool for heaven's grandeur 
swaps
An arcing prism of neon across the 
horizon crops...

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It's time to rest
and put my feet
on this footstool:
God will stand up
and work wonders...
do I deserve them?

It's time to rest
to feel at peace
with myself and be
assured I am bound
for a great victory!

It's time to rest
and let all the worries
and anxieties be His;
it's a peaceful sunset,
and I can lay down... 
not fearing darkness!...

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Blue velvet blanket mantel dresses
Satin lace trim daintily caresses
On border, golden twine tresses
Azure light-display luminesces
In background, silver candelabra recesses
In foreground, satin Lilies rimmed with lush cresses
Overarching, marble angel with copper harp blesses
Underpinning, tidy Spruce wreath butresses
Footstool, bronze crèche a penitent tone expresses...

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The Running Game

I must run,
Not to have fun,
But to let my day   unfold,
Maybe I can make some fun,
Maybe I can make someone smile,
Maybe I can lend a hand,
Maybe I can make someone glad he is alive,
Maybe I can make someone see their worth,
Maybe I can hold God's hand,
Maybe I can make an indentation on someone's heart.
So they can happily walk on God's footstool....

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Wearing a dishtowel around his shoulders as a cape
This gleeful child claiming to be Batman
Jumping off the footstool,
Leaping around the room,
Determined to save the world

Now grown, a world of worries of his own,
The enemy is  a mighty foe

A furrow in the brow of youth
A childhood world he must let go

When the world contrives to knock you down,
who will rescue you?...

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O come, let us worship the Lord;
Kneeling down before him,
Let us bow down in worship,
For he is our maker and God.

Worship Him all you His people,
The sheep of His hand,
Let us listen to His voice,
And do His bidding to us.

O worship the Lord,
In the beauty of holiness.
Let us fear before Him,
All you the whole,earth.

Worship Him all you gods,
Exalt the Lord our God,
Worship at His footstool,
For He alone is Holy....

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Wearing a dishtowel around his shoulders as a cape
This gleeful child claiming to be Batman
Jumping off the footstool,
Leaping around the room,
Determined to save the world

Had to grow up
A world of worries of his own,
The enemy is  a mighty foe

There's always a furrow in the brow of youth
A childhood world he must let go

When the world contrives to knock you down,
who will come to rescue you?

__________________________...

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The cat sat on the footstool.
The curtains hang closed.
The toothbrush holder contains two brushes
The cat stretches, jumps down, miaows at the door.
The moon is full
Bush freshens the air
Cat jumps through the doorway
Streetlight illuminates the pathway
Toothbrushes chatter
Water rushes by
Cat softly taps his paws on the glass door
Runs inside, warmth
Lights out
Moving sleepily
Cats eyes wide awake
Piano plays Chopins Noctourne Opus 27 no 2...

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UNSTOPPABLE

Angst of the world
Stretching and pulling
Pounding with fury
Like stampeding elephants
Like snatching crocodiles
Tarzan is not the hero of this story
God looks down upon his footstool
We are like feathers to be plucked
He lets us fight the air we breathe
He let our world quench his last breath
Resuscitation exploded the theory of evolution
The big bang created an unstoppable movement
Our march toward Christ

Kim Rodrigues ©2017...

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When the plastic kitchen chairs
begin to crack
and the fabric on the footstool
shows its stuffing,
when the sink begins to list
like a sinking boat

pulling away from its mooring
when the breasts begin to go
and the skin under your chin hangs loose
and in the mirror you see
the wrinkles around the eyes

grow and deepen
when you feel like an aged courtesan
undressing in front of him

you know it's time for muted lights
in the collapsing house of your life...

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