Best Foot Poems

The dwelling place is in lofty mountain peak,
hidden from protruding human eyes that seek.
A lonely figure the Yowie cuts,
All contact from the outside world he shuts.

I saw him once, this hairy fellow,
a face so sad and eyes of yellow.
He stood on a ledge in sunshine's...

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Bigfoot often puts his foot in his mouth and he's got a big mouth too....

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Deep in the hills of Kentucky while picking strawberries from a patch
I hear a deep moan and a groan not to far from where I am at

Rising up to take a peep my fear making me start to sweat
I see a big lump of fur...

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Normally, I'm not one to be alarmed by things that go bump in the night,
But the other night I saw something that gave me a most dreadful fright!
I awoke to make a visit to you know where (as us old guys are prone to do)!
As...

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The sunset underlines divine visage as it shines above the lake
Before the stars ornamenting curtain of night will awake
The tired police sergeant drives home from shooting range  
When he encounters something strange

As he slowly drives someone walks out of bushes past the barley
This encounter...

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Iamb, Trochee, Spondee, Pyrrhic. Do those words have meaning for you? If not, you may find it handy as a poet to learn how to employ at least a few of them. They are names for the most common of the two-syllable feet used in...

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From Canada to California back up in the trees,
There’s a legendary creature no one ever really sees,
He’s a snow-man and an ape-man, and a monster and a myth,
But he’s no one that a man would ever dare to battle with.

On the southern side of Washington,...

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A day comes when you know
the many people that have come
and gone have left you with
many foot prints on your heart.

The foot print treads imprinted
deep on the heart of one looking
at life differently through eyes,
open now wide taking everything in.

Eyes, once dark, lost, empty seeing
nothing...

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Nearly Six Foot

Of heaven on the water I wish to sing, it is a funny thing. 
A small boat and sail, the size of a tiny whale. 
I can do this…surely.

The water was not choppy, 
It is/was not even rough. 
Crystal clear and flat like...

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High Heels
Toes Squeal

Socks Off
Toes Cough

Hear zzzs
foot sleeps


11-03-17...

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Three lasses by the wooden cross 
all name Mary, were at a loss. 
His death, a faith walk direction 
from sin, for Christian perfection. 
With tempests, it brews as they toss.


10/21/2023...

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The Cross, a signet I freely wear,
no yoke around my neck, nor weight
to keep me fearfully bound; a token of love, a
contract of faith, my prayer for peace and
prosperity, I gently hold or firmly
grip, for the world gone wobbly, out
of sacred round – the Cross,...

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Eider down comfort comfortably comforting 
Distant imperceptible traumas unimaginable. 
Feather pillow softly laid my head 
As under a Mother Hen's wing 
Unperturbable 
But cold wood floors shock my soulless sole 
From the foot of the bed. 
Unconsolable....

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Tom, do you know “THE CUNNINGHAM NEWS” is read by one and all,
The World anxiously waiting to celebrate upon hearing about Putin’s fall,
I can understand how Ukrainian deaths will dampen Ukraine’s victory call,
But winning this war with glorious hearts, their reward, to feel ten foot...

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Doing an Irish Jig***

(To the music of The Bothy Band)
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So early in the morning,
If you looked, you
Couldn’t tell that I
Was really awake,
With my mind mixing
Through an...

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