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  1. Banzai

    Banzai One-time Mod, but on the road to recovery Contributor

    Mar 31, 2007
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    Reading, UK

    Weekly Poetry Contest (118) - Footprints in the Sand

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Jun 21, 2010.

    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Eighteen

    Welcome to the (metaphorical) jungle!

    The Rules

    • All entries must be on the set theme.
    • Only one entry per member.
    • No editing of entries once posted without my express permission (i.e. PM me and ask).
    • Poems must be titled
    • Poems must be at least seven lines in length.
    • Entries must not have previously posted on the forums, and are not permitted to be posted for critique until AFTER the contest is completed.
    • Any violation of these rules will result in disqualification of entries, and possibly infraction.

    The entry stage will last seven days, meaning it will close on Monday 28th June 2010.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 1st July 2010.

    And this week's theme is (courtesy of Headroller): Footprints in the Sand

    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
  2. w176

    w176 Contributing Member Contributor

    Jun 22, 2010
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    LuleƄ, Sweden
    Concrete and sand

    Concrete and sand
    They not that different are they?
    I don't know
    That's the sort of things others know
    Smart people
    I never seem to know
    When I walk across someones heart
    If the footprints I leave there
    Will be etched there forever
    Or disappear whiteout a trace
    I rather not know
    Me and my stupid footprints
  3. Leaka

    Leaka Creative Mettle

    Dec 17, 2007
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    A Warning Print

    Footprints in the sand
    you know you'll follow
    you know it's a message
    to your journey
    to a path

    But had you ever
    considered not following
    those mysterious prints
    who made them may
    be alive or dead

    And if you make
    the careful mistake
    you might find yourself
    following footprints
    to the realm of the deceased

    Such lovely footprints in
    the sand as they cordial
    invite you to either
    choose life or death

    Made from ghost of
    the tides, made from
    spirits of the sea, and
    maybe your mom
    and dad made them

    But its more likely
    they will have you
    follow these sand prints
    all the way into
    the cave so they can
    open the door
    and bring you
    into hell
  4. Delphinus

    Delphinus Senior Member

    Apr 8, 2009
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    Rift in the Ocean

    An endless trail of footsteps
    Leads back to from where I came.
    Before me sky-blue ocean;
    Behind me it's all the same.

    Driven away from my land,
    Driven away to the sea.
    Screaming for hope: in the end
    Nobody here wanted me.

    Screams of the headlines aimless
    Shouted volumes of bigotry:
    "They're taking our jobs, our women
    They practise idolatry."

    A voice cries out from the water
    With a hint of passionate plea.
    Caught in a rift of existence
    Drifting from ocean to sea

    Without feet on solid ground
    We cry tears in the ocean blue
    Footsteps in the sand remember
    Send a message, clear and true
  5. Switch

    Switch Member

    Jun 23, 2010
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    A memory,
    Or maybe something less important;
    A star, a sun, a planet,

    A glimmer,
    Imprinted in the yellow,
    As its final flicker of light dies out,

    A Child,
    Entranced by the appearace,
    Of the footprints in the sand,

    A trail,
    Following the light to its source,
    Where it burns the world from within,

    A sun,
    Flames flickering as it fades away,
    Memories flung into the void,

    A breath,
    The last of its kind,
    Leaks out, leaving nothing,

    As it,
    Realising defeat,
    Leaves only footprints,

    In the sand
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  6. tarnished

    tarnished Contributing Member Contributor

    May 16, 2008
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    Leaving these people behind,
    too many problems to see cleary.
    I ain't got the anwsers,
    and I don't know how.

    We'll make it on this tiny little money,
    stashed in this shoe box, alot things in the past
    we don't like to talk about, to many painful things
    we don't care to tell.

    All these things just burning around us, collapsing the walls
    and as we fall we'll take each other down,
    the ash and broken wood falling around us,
    we lived the best we could under the circumstances,

    and I know we couldn't do much but we did what we could,
    and we'll leave these footprints in the sand,
    showing our children what path not to go down,
    and we did what could, with what we had.
  7. Headroller

    Headroller Senior Member

    Feb 13, 2010
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    Southern California
    Logic of the Lazy

    Try as we might, we all know, we will die,
    Run life's course, be marry, have children
    And work for a vice
    Like a Scotch on the rocks,
    Oh it tastes so nice.

    Some fight, many lose, ruining my mood,
    "Step back," I say, "Be happy with your lot
    Your mark will not last
    You'll die unhappy,
    Just look at our troubled past."

    Charity, fame, a future to save,
    Ridiculous, a sham, to create justification
    For the life of one man
    To lead alone
    When no one else gives a d**n.

    "Just wait, you'll see, the greatness in me,
    I know I can do it, watch, wait and see."
    I scoff at the trouble
    Why live on in another's memory
    Your monument is destined for rubble.

    So I watch, I laugh, until I fall flat on my back
    So naive, so hopeful, another to fade
    Bravely they mark their passage
    Their mark like footprints
    Forgotten and washed away by the masses.
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