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Poem Details | by
JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
funeral, humor, sad,
Deceased
Released
Goodbye
I cry
Church pew
Hurts you
My bum
Now numb
No droppin*
The coffin!
4th March 2015
Written before dad’s funeral - I'll take my cushion to sit on lol
* not proper footle but I had to add it!
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
death, onomatopoeia, sound,
Snake's hiss
Death's kiss
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
conflict, cry, death, drug, parents, teen,
You're fat
Yelled at
Abused
Misused
Sad sighs
Soft cries
Left home
To roam
The streets
Not sweet
Too quick
Turned tricks
Too soon
Was ruined
On dope
No hope
In jail
No bail
Unsung
Died young
Poem Details | by
Andrew Crisci |
Categories:
death, history, love, passion, peace
Young hearts
found peace
Poem Details | by
Andrew Crisci |
Categories:
death, love, passion, peace, sad
Young hearts
found peace
Poem Details | by
Heather Hill |
Categories:
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, romance, sad, song-sympathy, teen
Cold stares
heart tares
Poem Details | by
Shane Cooper |
Categories:
death, depression, lonely, lost,
THE FOOTLE THATS NOT A FOOTLE
SADNESS
MADNESS
DARK DREAMS
LOST SCREAMS
JOY FLED
LOVE DEAD
ALONE
ONE MOAN
NO PLACE
OR FACE
NO SIGHT
OR LIGHT
FEAR HIGH
BLACK SKY
COLD FROST
LIFE LOST
ENDS NOW
LAST BOW
TAKE PILL
LIE STILL
Poem Details | by
harry horsman |
Categories:
death, friendship,
Headstones
Matter
© Harry J Horsman 2010
Poem Details | by
Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
america, angst, bereavement, culture, future, introspection, today,
Ice in the Moon, Water on Mars, What's Next?
Luna
Tuna
Come on Over it's Been a Long Time!
Postpone
Text tone
Wanna Go to the Park?
Playground
No sound
Who Gives Hugs Anymore
Subtle
Bubble
You Always Wanted a Big House
Each room
A tomb
Flowers For Little Ole Me?
My box
Loves phlox
Will the Real Ghost Please Stand Up
Twitter?
Figures
Poem Details | by
Dominique Jon Apple Webb |
Categories:
africa, animal, death, earth, education, history, science,
Graphite
Highlight.
Small mat
Found that.
Multi
Holey.
Life verse
Diverse.
Now found
Impound.
Poem Details | by
Abdul Malik |
Categories:
death, kiss,
Beware
Her stare,
Her look
Like hook,
Behold
Ice cold!
Her sneer
Dire fear,
Her smile
Beguile.
You Scum,
She come...
Ready
Steady,
Wiggle
Quibble--
What may
Today,
Come JAN
Kill Dan!
06/08/2105
"3F Footle" contest by JAN ALLISON
Poem Details | by
Danielle White |
Categories:
death, fantasy, holiday
Undead,
misled.
(for the Frightful Footle contest)
©Danielle White
Poem Details | by
Dominique Jon Apple Webb |
Categories:
culture, death, easter, jesus, people, social, society,
(On the donkey)
No cheese
Just grease.
Cogwheels
Life seals.
Ceilings
Dealings.
Lots smiles
Did miles.
Poem Details | by
Jimmy Anderson |
Categories:
death
Bloody gore!
Wild boar!
For "Footle Fright" contest by Donna Golden
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
adventure, childhood, death, dedication, food, funny, history, imagination, inspirational, life, mystery, passion, people, social, thank you, uplifting, warhalloween,
Vampires
Desires
Holy
Moley
Beware
Out there
Used stake
He's baked
Tribute To Halloween
[BOOOOOOOOO} LOL
Also Entry For
Donna Golden's Footle Fright
Poem Details | by
Mark Toney |
Categories:
birth, children, death, family, friendship, life, marriage,
Mom's joy
Dad's boy!
I learn
discern
God's Word
I heard
God's Will
instill
Result-
adult
Most good
I should
My call
help all
Some bad
some sad
My wife
great life
Our sons
blessed ones
Good friends
lives end
Grow old
be bold
Dear ones
death comes
Lord's call
stand tall
***
December 21, 2020
FOOTLE-me Poetry Contest
Brian Strand, Sponsor
***
November 8, 2019
F T I series 22 life
Brian Strand, sponsor
Poem Details | by
Vee Bdosa |
Categories:
angst, art, black african american, death, dedication, devotion,
THIS MUCH
If I could do what I wanted to,
I would take your cigarettes
away from you.
I would hold your hand
and you would understand,
I like you.
If I could do what I wanted to,
your lungs would be pretty pink
and not black and blue.
Your breath would smell sweet and nice and clean
and you would know what I mean
when I say
I like you.
If I could do what I wanted to, I would tickle you.
I would make you laugh so hard
you would promise never to smoke again, and then,
you would know
I like you.
If I could do what I wanted to, you would be mad at me
because I took your cigarettes away from you,
but you would know.....I like you.
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
anniversary, death, dedication, family, history, imagination, life, loss, peace, people, political, thank you, visionary, war
Laid Wreath
Good Greif
In Loving Memory
Of Our Fallen
Poem Details | by
JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
conflict, death,
He lied
He’d died!
Alan Abel faked his death and an obituary was published in the New York Times on 2nd January 1980, On January 3, 1980, he held a press conference and said "reports of my demise have been grossly exaggerated".
DU-O your two line Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
11/15/20
Poem Details | by
Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories:
humor, word play,
fatal
footle
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
death, paris,
Heads roll
~ Bells toll
Poem Details | by
James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
anxiety, bereavement, caregiving, devotion, encouraging,
FALLEN DARLING DYING OF COLON CANCER
bottom
fallen
callin
darlin
cell phone
bell tone
fallen
darlin
bottom
seldom
swollen
colon
answer
cancer
fallen
darlin
3/26/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
caregiving, dedication, depression, education, health, imagination, introspection, life, people, philosophy, sorry, sympathy, visionary
Homeless
No Bliss
Tribute To
The Homeless
Entry For Brian Strand's Footle
Poem Details | by
Sidney Beck |
Categories:
insect, murder,
DEATH BY TEA TOWEL
The WANTED posters in the Flyland corridor
Tell of the unsolved murder case involving Uncle Theodore,
Squashed with a wet tea towel in an execution-style fatal attack.
His crime? Walking on a meat and salad snack.
Flypolice have prepared a lookalike sketch (which may scare)
Of the killer : big white legs with no hair;
Optics - only two, not complex - with glasses over the eye,
No wings - apparently unable to fly.
Armed and dangerous. Carries rolled-up newspaper or wet tea towels.
Do not approach, but call C S I Flyland - the professionals.
Poem Details | by
James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
adventure, celebration, character, death, engagement, recovery from, war,
Osama bin Laden
'Bama
Got him
11/21/17
FOR CONTEST: Stand Alone Footle
Sponsored by: Brian Strand