Two Poems by Frederick K Foote

(Ed note–We are extremely pleased to present the first five poems submitted to us by Frederick K. Foote. Fred is an esteemed writer, poet and social critic. He has published over a hundred short stories on Literally Stories in the past ten years alone, which is but a small portion of his literary canon. He is a many times honored author and we are pleased to run his poetry: two today, two tomorrow and a single one to conclude this what we hope will be the first of many runs to come on Saragun Springs–The Eds.)

Lusty Religion

Cedar-wood skin
Sinful full lips
Halo round ass
Full paradise thighs
Bible bright eyes
Gospel singing hips

Revelation to disrobe
salvation to explore
Damnation to lose
no resurrection
in sight

Terminal Romance by Frederick K. Foote

My heart skipped a beat when you appeared
arrhythmia, with rare ventricular couplets

My eyes respond when you are around
glaucoma abounds, the pressure astounds

The sound of your voice is music to my ears
tinnitus echoes a siren’s timpani song

The sight of you snatches my breath away
emphysema squeezes my air to a trickle

The touch of your hand is more than I can bear
your shingles spread to my face, hands, and hair

You are my everything, always and forever
my affectionate end-stage affliction of choice

Frederick K Foote

(The image is that of Mr. Foote)

4 thoughts on “Two Poems by Frederick K Foote

  1. Bill Tope's avatar Bill Tope says:

    Just as I’ve enjoyed scores of your fine short fiction, I enjoyed this, the first poetry of yours that I have ever read. I particularly enjoyed the first selection, which concludes with, “…no resurrection…” That’s okay, they’ve got pills for that.

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  2. DWB's avatar DWB says:

    Hi Fred

    I wrote a longer comment earlier but for some reason it doesn’t appear to have appeared here.

    Anyway, these are truly excellent poems and it’s great to have you involved with this site.

    Thanks for sending your things to the Springs, looking forward to more in the future.

    Dale

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