Short Put Your Feet Up Poems

stop laying around
put the feet on the ground
listen to the newest sound
let you mind reel
ONLY AS OLD AS YOU FEEL...

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no playing around
no laying down
put your feet on the ground
let the bell sound
so you be in your
clover
THE FIGHTS NOT
OVER...

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no doudt
you need to let it out
listem to the sound
to beat you found
put you feet on the groundl
go go  gdo it fase and slow
LET YOUR
HAIR DOWN...

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It’s great to see family on Christmas Day
To watch the grandchildren so joyful and gay
But next day I put my feet up and I say
Boy, am I glad that they didn’t stay...

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As I walk
These winding roads
I look down
A leftover of
Childhood
When I stepped on a frog
Its guts came out
Ever since then
I watch out 
Where I put my feet...

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it sit out side
it very wide
big anuther for too
i tell you
it put me to sleep
after i eat
i just put  my feet
and non stop with my long hair
i sit  move in the
ROCKINGCHAIR...

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Hinge at the waist
Pivot on your gluteus maximus
And put your feet on the floor
Empower your thighs
And raise your center of gravity
Congratulations
You have succeeded 
In getting out of bed...

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Tick tock tick tock 
All I hear’s that bloody clock
Chiding me for wasting time
Is it really such a crime
To put your feet up when you’re done
Rest, relax and have some fun
It winds me up that awful sound
So now, I leave the clock unwound...

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“Donald put your feet apart and bring 
in your elbows to protect your kidneys;
Yes that’s it…now stop looking at your
mum and concentrate!”

“Now, throw a hard right straight 
into the bag, and don’t forget to breathe 
out when you punch: ready?   Good.
Now... Hit me with your best shot!”...

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Who put crows’ feet around my eyes?
Who put grey in my hair to dye?
I know you’re not prejudicial
You show images as real
O’ Mirror! It is my father’s face I imply

                    +++
August 3, 2014
Form : Florette
Dr. Ram mehta : 
Fifth Place Win
Contest: Reflections of a Florette by nette onclaud...

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i can see the light ahead
trying to reach it
but my legs are weak
my body is shaking

it is so dark around 
can't see where to put my feet
am scared to move 
but i also can't turn back

am tasting these salty tears
no comfort, no hope
i am aching 
my heart is breaking

i can't stop now
can't even rest
i am so cold
i am so cold...

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When you got up out of bed did you rub your head,

take a look around put your feet on the ground,

did you take a couple steps before you looked down,

to your dismay at what you have "found"

a cold round pile that is stinky and brown.

That friend that companion that loving old hound,

that sun beach is hiding and he better leave town....

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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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Onus

Is much like Banker's Bonuses 

In the eyes of the Beholden 

Fold em , Roll em , 

Cook em , Freeze em 

Squeeze em , Tease em

But never Please em 

Place the Onus firmly in the middle of the table 

Then sit back and put your feet up 

And see who Bites ?

See who is willing to take up arms and Fight ?

And whether they are to be proved wrong or right ?...

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A comes to me and whispers things about B.
She asks if I knew it.  I say no.
 
B comes up and whispers things about C and D.
She asks if I think it was right. I say I do not know.
 
D comes up and tattle tells on F and G.
She asks what I think. I tell her I have no opinion.
 
F comes up next to put her feet up and complain about A and D.
I keep quiet which is why this is a daily occurrence....

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He unlocked his brakes
With tri-pod in place
Put his foot down
On his own ground..

With help from above
He stood on both feet
One step
Then two steps
It wasn't that steep..

From here
To there
Is what
He cared about
The most
How far
How close..

He controls 
His life on wheels
No one knows
How he feels..

Unlock your brakes
Put your feet down
Hold on tight
Stand up
On Your Own Ground.

06/05/12
D...

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I fell into a wayside,
I slid into a hole,
I laid in a ditch,
while finding my soul...

I knew I was lost,
I hoped to be found,
you showed me the way,
and put my feet on the ground...

I can never repay you,
I can only hold you tight,
I found my true soul
in a small child's "Goodnight"...

For always and for all time,
I will be ever true to you;
I am your father beyond the end,
beyond my last breath "I love you."...

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You picked me up when I was down,
and put my feet back on the gound.
You care about me in every way,
and bring a smile to me each day.
We share our thoughts and our fears,
we even shared a few tears.
I'm sure in your heart you have a place,
for me to stay just incase.
And in my heart please be sure,
all you have to do is open the door.
Your are very special in so many ways,
may we stay friends for all our days.


JSergi...

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i will never be the same 
every since you came
first kiss first love
sent from heaven up above
we will be together
never parted forever
for love conquers all
for then evil will start to fall
hope will come around
but I'll never put my feet on the ground
I'll smile at the world and all
for being in love is a ball
unconditional and uncontrollable
envies looks for love so stable 
like Juliet and Romeo
love like that will never go...

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NO ONE WANTS TO LIVE IN A COLD HOME
from the album "Heaters for Sale"
by Not Paul McCarney 

No one wants to live in a cold home, cold home
Uncle Albert says you should go home, go home
Turn the heat up or sit by the fire
Toasty as upon a funeral pyre
Oo-hoo, because
No one wants to live in a cold home, cold home
No one takes the longest road home, road home
Put your feet up next to the blaze
Toes become candles before your gaze
Ooo-hooo!...

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Somebody had put the feet
against the flame,
the street had become a wall.

Commitment had failed,
the doors were locked.
Collective guilt was seeking favour.

Repeating the same story
blurs the sky.
Sun will not come out.

You are speaking.
He was speaking.
Truth was speaking.

Solitude and silence
come before the summary.
I was responsible for myself.

Earth refuses to conceive –
fire in veins.
Doves had stopped flying.


 SATISH VERMA...

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The poet strings his words on feet,
While the songster sets his to the beat.
Are they similar or the same?
Are they different in more than name?
The singular of feet is foot.
A boot is where our feet are put.
The singular of beats is beat, 
But that’s not where we put our feet.
And so it is, without dispute, 
A beat to a foot we can’t impute.
An accent can’t go on a boot -
Except with accordion or flute.
Instead, the accent’s on the beat,
And that is also true with feet....

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“Happy Birthday to Bill Baker for February the 10th”
A poet friend held in such high esteem
A man of wisdom and positivity
Who shines as brightly as a beacons beam

A kind, respectful man
A poet extraordinaire
Abundant with understanding and compassion
His good humour he is now beginning to share

So, to you my Texan buddy
I wish you a wonderful day
Enjoy, relax and put your feet up
While we all at P.S sing Hip Hip Hooray!!


  “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVELY FRIEND”!!

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I want to picnic at the shore and put my feet in the sand
And watch the restless waves give themselves to the land...

I need to feed the gulls and smell the bite of the sea
Watch the path of passing ships and dream of you and me...

I shall walk by the surf and search for treasures rare
Smiling at the thought that Neptune threw them there....

I'll wrap myself in memories of my picnic by the sea
The day I spent dreaming dreams of you and me....



For the Picnic contest......

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