Submissions by Scolar37 (Scott Millar)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Know me, know me not But if I write poems I'll not be forgot
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2021 6:17pm
19th Jan 2021 6:17pm
Opportunity Knocks
Opportunity Knocks...
This door is open but I darent go through it
For it isnt a door in a wall?
This door is a trap door
That if I enter I guess I will fall?
And its not very inviting,
Instead it poses a threat...
Not sure if I'm keen to see
With whom I'm gonna be met...
So I'll stay here on this side
For this side feels safe and secure..
Not every door that opens
Is an opportunity for sure!
This openings dark,
Theres no light shining through...
No sunshine encouraging me, ...
This door is open but I darent go through it
For it isnt a door in a wall?
This door is a trap door
That if I enter I guess I will fall?
And its not very inviting,
Instead it poses a threat...
Not sure if I'm keen to see
With whom I'm gonna be met...
So I'll stay here on this side
For this side feels safe and secure..
Not every door that opens
Is an opportunity for sure!
This openings dark,
Theres no light shining through...
No sunshine encouraging me, ...
#funny
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2021 6:14pm
19th Jan 2021 6:14pm
How Did The Fire Start?
How did the fire start? Someone asked
That's simple, I just looked in her eyes
A pleasant surprise I remember thinking
No sign of cheating, deciept or lies
Then my barn quickly caught fire
Locked in there was my bleeding heart
No amount of hay can dampen this fire
Which burns fiercer than it did from the start.
It's fuelled with determination
And a longing to keep me warm
Eyes that are easy to fall deep into
Like those of a baby newly born.
And yet confidently as they gaze around
Taking in all that they can see...
That's simple, I just looked in her eyes
A pleasant surprise I remember thinking
No sign of cheating, deciept or lies
Then my barn quickly caught fire
Locked in there was my bleeding heart
No amount of hay can dampen this fire
Which burns fiercer than it did from the start.
It's fuelled with determination
And a longing to keep me warm
Eyes that are easy to fall deep into
Like those of a baby newly born.
And yet confidently as they gaze around
Taking in all that they can see...
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2021 8:58am
19th Jan 2021 8:58am
Angry Bird
Angry Bird
A duck was swimming past me
She wanted to reach the sea
But in her way lay many obstacles
And one of them was me,
Move out my way she whacked at me
I want to leave this cold land!
So I moved a few twigs, I moved a few branches,
But the duck she just snapped at my hand?
Dont you need any help? I yelled
I'm just trying to make your path clear,
So nothing can prevent you from flying off
And you can get right out of here!
I'm not an invalid the duck quickly replied
As she angrily went on her way, ...
A duck was swimming past me
She wanted to reach the sea
But in her way lay many obstacles
And one of them was me,
Move out my way she whacked at me
I want to leave this cold land!
So I moved a few twigs, I moved a few branches,
But the duck she just snapped at my hand?
Dont you need any help? I yelled
I'm just trying to make your path clear,
So nothing can prevent you from flying off
And you can get right out of here!
I'm not an invalid the duck quickly replied
As she angrily went on her way, ...
#funny
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2021 8:56am
19th Jan 2021 8:56am
The Broken Bicuit Repair Shop
The broken biscuit repair shop
I can't quite understand it?
The staff are all fingers and thumbs
Ok I get it, there's loads of work
In reconstructing broken crumbs
And yes I know it must be frustrating
Seperating the chocolate from the cream
But someone's got to do it!
It's a chocoholics dream.......!
Maybe if they weren't so fragile
Or if they were made of stronger stuff
There would be no broken biscuit repair shop
No crumbs in the pigs feeding trough...
The staff would be unemployed
There fingers...
I can't quite understand it?
The staff are all fingers and thumbs
Ok I get it, there's loads of work
In reconstructing broken crumbs
And yes I know it must be frustrating
Seperating the chocolate from the cream
But someone's got to do it!
It's a chocoholics dream.......!
Maybe if they weren't so fragile
Or if they were made of stronger stuff
There would be no broken biscuit repair shop
No crumbs in the pigs feeding trough...
The staff would be unemployed
There fingers...
#funny
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 9:13pm
18th Jan 2021 9:13pm
Enigma
An enigma? Me! I don't think so.
I'm just selective with whom I converse
I share my worries and woes with no one
That way my words cant be diverse.
Don't ask me to tell you about me busy body
Things that will satisfy your curiosity
I have nothing I'm prepared to share with you
So keep your sniffling nose out my vicinity.
There's nothing you need to know about me
What I do is none of your concern
I'm not up to nothing, doing nothing wrong
Folk like you never seem to Learn.
Go away! Away with you
All you do is...
I'm just selective with whom I converse
I share my worries and woes with no one
That way my words cant be diverse.
Don't ask me to tell you about me busy body
Things that will satisfy your curiosity
I have nothing I'm prepared to share with you
So keep your sniffling nose out my vicinity.
There's nothing you need to know about me
What I do is none of your concern
I'm not up to nothing, doing nothing wrong
Folk like you never seem to Learn.
Go away! Away with you
All you do is...
#peace
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 9:11pm
18th Jan 2021 9:11pm
No Peeking!
To all of you peeking over the wall
There's one comes to mind straight away
No longer will you watch me if I'm to fall
I'm not the same guy as back in "our" day..
The winter has hardened my flesh
The spring has helped me to grow strong
Summer too helped with relighting my soul
Just as autumn kept pushing me along.
Now that I'm finally in full bloom
The fruits of my life are fresh and ripe
It took me a while, I'll admit that
But I had so many years to wipe...
So when I wake up in the morning
When I'm faced with...
There's one comes to mind straight away
No longer will you watch me if I'm to fall
I'm not the same guy as back in "our" day..
The winter has hardened my flesh
The spring has helped me to grow strong
Summer too helped with relighting my soul
Just as autumn kept pushing me along.
Now that I'm finally in full bloom
The fruits of my life are fresh and ripe
It took me a while, I'll admit that
But I had so many years to wipe...
So when I wake up in the morning
When I'm faced with...
#freedom
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 11:34am
18th Jan 2021 11:34am
Darkness
Darkness is creeping up on me
Hes a bastard, he knows I'm scared!
I can feel my skin retracting
Hes caught me when I'm least prepared.
Its crawling all over my body
My flesh is reacting with dread
But the darkness, he has no mercy
And he's playing games with my head.
To scared to get up to switch the light on
To scared to lie here in the dark
I'm scared to breath out loudly
If only my dog would bark!
Something is lurking in the darkness
I can feel it with all of my senses
I wished I could get right out...
Hes a bastard, he knows I'm scared!
I can feel my skin retracting
Hes caught me when I'm least prepared.
Its crawling all over my body
My flesh is reacting with dread
But the darkness, he has no mercy
And he's playing games with my head.
To scared to get up to switch the light on
To scared to lie here in the dark
I'm scared to breath out loudly
If only my dog would bark!
Something is lurking in the darkness
I can feel it with all of my senses
I wished I could get right out...
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 11:31am
18th Jan 2021 11:31am
Constancy
Constancy
Maybe it's the way I was brought up?
Although not by nurturing parents
But with what my eyes saw as a child
My Mum and Dad the cruel assailants.
Maybe it's what I've learned over the years?
Perhaps it's all the words that I've heard?
No one can accuse me of not ever caring
Cos I know in my heart what I've shared.
Possibly it's a reckoning I had with myself?
The younger me got it all wrong
Now I know that it takes courage to live
Live the way I should have all along.
Values and virtues I won't...
Maybe it's the way I was brought up?
Although not by nurturing parents
But with what my eyes saw as a child
My Mum and Dad the cruel assailants.
Maybe it's what I've learned over the years?
Perhaps it's all the words that I've heard?
No one can accuse me of not ever caring
Cos I know in my heart what I've shared.
Possibly it's a reckoning I had with myself?
The younger me got it all wrong
Now I know that it takes courage to live
Live the way I should have all along.
Values and virtues I won't...
#SelfReflection
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jan 2021 7:51pm
17th Jan 2021 7:51pm
I Know I'm Alive
I Know I'm Alive...
I know I'm alive, I must be?
I can see beauty all around me
It's in the sky,the grass, the trees
It's also beautiful under the sea...
I know I'm alive, so trust me!
I can see the sparkle in your eyes
You shine brighter than a nuclear atom
With a smile that makes people high...
I know I'm alive, so entrust me
You can rely on me with your life
Whatever you need me to do for you
I'll do for you as if your my wife...
I know I'm alive, if not bust me! ...
I know I'm alive, I must be?
I can see beauty all around me
It's in the sky,the grass, the trees
It's also beautiful under the sea...
I know I'm alive, so trust me!
I can see the sparkle in your eyes
You shine brighter than a nuclear atom
With a smile that makes people high...
I know I'm alive, so entrust me
You can rely on me with your life
Whatever you need me to do for you
I'll do for you as if your my wife...
I know I'm alive, if not bust me! ...
#LifeAsAWriter
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jan 2021 10:43am
17th Jan 2021 10:43am
Blackbird
Annoyingly, as beautiful as the Blackbird sings
She sings at the wrong time of the night
It's early am, like 4 or 5
The Sun's up now and it's gone bright.
How am I supposed to sleep as the Blackbird wakes?
Yes, it's nice of her to serenade me
But I want to close my eyes and dream
Deep, dark to set my brain free.
Every morning she proudly sings
Her voice a delight to be heard
But outside my window at 4.30am
And non stop! It's bloody absurd!
Then comes daylight and Magpies!
Out hustling as they usually do ...
She sings at the wrong time of the night
It's early am, like 4 or 5
The Sun's up now and it's gone bright.
How am I supposed to sleep as the Blackbird wakes?
Yes, it's nice of her to serenade me
But I want to close my eyes and dream
Deep, dark to set my brain free.
Every morning she proudly sings
Her voice a delight to be heard
But outside my window at 4.30am
And non stop! It's bloody absurd!
Then comes daylight and Magpies!
Out hustling as they usually do ...
#peace
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jan 2021 10:40am
17th Jan 2021 10:40am
Reborn Again
If I were a droplet of rain
I'd want to be the last one to fall
All the others would have made a puddle
And a stream with a waterfall
They would carry me through the city
Carry me through the streets with ease
I'd sail on the crest of their waves
To the safety of the turbulent seas
So there you are, I'm reincarnated
I have come back to where I belong
That is at least til the Sun sucks me up
And I'm in the sky again being reborn...
I'd want to be the last one to fall
All the others would have made a puddle
And a stream with a waterfall
They would carry me through the city
Carry me through the streets with ease
I'd sail on the crest of their waves
To the safety of the turbulent seas
So there you are, I'm reincarnated
I have come back to where I belong
That is at least til the Sun sucks me up
And I'm in the sky again being reborn...
#funny
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2021 1:24pm
16th Jan 2021 1:24pm
Recycle Me
If I should die dont let me rot
Parts of me could be reconstituted,
I've never smoked or drunk alcohol in years
Theres no part of me that's polluted.
I've never took drugs and I'm still pretty healthy
Someone could benefit from my giblets,
My heart is strong as is my liver
And my lungs have enough breathe to support triplets....
My kidneys are young in my old body
But my eyes have so much more to see,
Those parts of me I'll need no more
But they hopefully will set someone free...
And after I die I care not one bit...
Parts of me could be reconstituted,
I've never smoked or drunk alcohol in years
Theres no part of me that's polluted.
I've never took drugs and I'm still pretty healthy
Someone could benefit from my giblets,
My heart is strong as is my liver
And my lungs have enough breathe to support triplets....
My kidneys are young in my old body
But my eyes have so much more to see,
Those parts of me I'll need no more
But they hopefully will set someone free...
And after I die I care not one bit...
#respect
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