Submissions by scopow77 (Scot Powers)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Welcome .
Tapping out a message
Rap rap rapping on my door
Sending your emotions
Scittering across my floor
It's been awhile nye on three years
But seems like yesterday
Packing the apartment
Before leaving on your way
Sitting together deep in thought
Memories of the place
Adventures that were squandered
I can feel ,almost taste.
I can't deny how shocked i was
The inbox wasn't blank
Perhaps it's time to share again
Those memories of that place.
Rap rap rapping on my door
Sending your emotions
Scittering across my floor
It's been awhile nye on three years
But seems like yesterday
Packing the apartment
Before leaving on your way
Sitting together deep in thought
Memories of the place
Adventures that were squandered
I can feel ,almost taste.
I can't deny how shocked i was
The inbox wasn't blank
Perhaps it's time to share again
Those memories of that place.
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2 Comments
Hello again.
Hello again my pretties
Indeed it's been some time
But life sometimes throws a curve
There are many waves to ride
Around and round this ride goes
Never knowing where it ends
Emotions and reflections rule
Drawing you deeper in the depths
It's is time to cleanse the mind
Clear out the sacred place
Tell the stories of my life
Watch the pieces fall into place.
Indeed it's been some time
But life sometimes throws a curve
There are many waves to ride
Around and round this ride goes
Never knowing where it ends
Emotions and reflections rule
Drawing you deeper in the depths
It's is time to cleanse the mind
Clear out the sacred place
Tell the stories of my life
Watch the pieces fall into place.
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Moving on
Drifting through those foggy years
wading through the pain and tears
sorting out the right from wrong
letting go and moving on
Standing taller than before
understanding lies were told
living in your sordid past
innocence fell hard and fast
Moving forward forgiving all
hoping your not feeling small
for acting out on misplaced trust
betrayal... cloaked by lust
Here today I set you free
all the anger holding me
the weight that had held me down
shed that skin upon the ground
tomorrow I will look at thee
as...
wading through the pain and tears
sorting out the right from wrong
letting go and moving on
Standing taller than before
understanding lies were told
living in your sordid past
innocence fell hard and fast
Moving forward forgiving all
hoping your not feeling small
for acting out on misplaced trust
betrayal... cloaked by lust
Here today I set you free
all the anger holding me
the weight that had held me down
shed that skin upon the ground
tomorrow I will look at thee
as...
966 reads
4 Comments
Haunted
The air grew heavy
as twilight did fall
shadows were growing
across my wall
the shadowy presence
at whom once I had scoffed
made it self known
with a series of knocks
At first I did wonder
what was the cause
what was it asking
or was it at all?
could there be rodents
racing through my walls
imagined or real
I hear a foot fall
The footsteps approached
yet no one was there
they moved right past me
and ascended the stairs
I'm sure that I'm sane
I'm not hearing things
the temperature drops
my...
as twilight did fall
shadows were growing
across my wall
the shadowy presence
at whom once I had scoffed
made it self known
with a series of knocks
At first I did wonder
what was the cause
what was it asking
or was it at all?
could there be rodents
racing through my walls
imagined or real
I hear a foot fall
The footsteps approached
yet no one was there
they moved right past me
and ascended the stairs
I'm sure that I'm sane
I'm not hearing things
the temperature drops
my...
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1 Comment
The River
As lazy days turn to night
wasted days steal your life
oddly it seems, we just can't see
the bountiful harvest
that waits for thee
We stumble and bumble
as weeks turn to years,staring so blindly
as smiles turn to tears
tending the gardens intentions have made
while riding along in life's parade
The time passes faster
the older you grow
while perspective runs deeper
as experiences flow
the river of life is long and winding
with rapids and backwaters
so keep your sight keen
wasted days steal your life
oddly it seems, we just can't see
the bountiful harvest
that waits for thee
We stumble and bumble
as weeks turn to years,staring so blindly
as smiles turn to tears
tending the gardens intentions have made
while riding along in life's parade
The time passes faster
the older you grow
while perspective runs deeper
as experiences flow
the river of life is long and winding
with rapids and backwaters
so keep your sight keen
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Arisen
Dashed upon the rocks of hope
and stranded by the waves
clinging desperately as the wind beats down
howling out my name
Oh how I need you now
in this timely hour
as the sun doth settles down
light begins to fade
The cold it creeps in slowly
loneliness indeed invades
insidiously replacing love
leaving hatred in its wake
I shall not become its victim
no,not again this time
crawling at a snails pace
it will not see me trying
At last I rise and strike a blow
for no longer am I blind
blind to the madness...
and stranded by the waves
clinging desperately as the wind beats down
howling out my name
Oh how I need you now
in this timely hour
as the sun doth settles down
light begins to fade
The cold it creeps in slowly
loneliness indeed invades
insidiously replacing love
leaving hatred in its wake
I shall not become its victim
no,not again this time
crawling at a snails pace
it will not see me trying
At last I rise and strike a blow
for no longer am I blind
blind to the madness...
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The Ring
A simple gift
yet one so full
of meaning and belief
placed around my neck
with hopes and loving dreams
placed there by my loving friend
as I stared out at the sky
the light streamed in warming the room
as inwardly I cried
I cried for that moment
but you would never see
the love that I held for you
grew ever, ever deep
I cried for what I could not have
and what could never be
I cried for the loss
of those feelings within me
There is not a day goes by
when I reflect on that day
or when you greeted me ...
yet one so full
of meaning and belief
placed around my neck
with hopes and loving dreams
placed there by my loving friend
as I stared out at the sky
the light streamed in warming the room
as inwardly I cried
I cried for that moment
but you would never see
the love that I held for you
grew ever, ever deep
I cried for what I could not have
and what could never be
I cried for the loss
of those feelings within me
There is not a day goes by
when I reflect on that day
or when you greeted me ...
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Solitary
Alone I sit once again
a prisoner of my thoughts
pressing questions left unanswered
in the setting dusk
only time will tell the tale
of pennance versus praise
standing up or lying down
the choice is ours to make
a prisoner of my thoughts
pressing questions left unanswered
in the setting dusk
only time will tell the tale
of pennance versus praise
standing up or lying down
the choice is ours to make
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Writing as a hobby
Writing as a hobby
is always such a thrill
the emotions that are brought forth
are like cobwebs on the sill
remnants of past feelings
pour from within
take you back a bit in time
to when you felt the whim
A distant season from your life
that taught you how to be
a fragrence on the drifting wind
that set your soul so free
I often sit and think of you
you know who you are
stories shared and moments spent
drinking tea and laughing hard
Writing as a hobby
is like climbing a steep hill
pushing ever forward
ever...
is always such a thrill
the emotions that are brought forth
are like cobwebs on the sill
remnants of past feelings
pour from within
take you back a bit in time
to when you felt the whim
A distant season from your life
that taught you how to be
a fragrence on the drifting wind
that set your soul so free
I often sit and think of you
you know who you are
stories shared and moments spent
drinking tea and laughing hard
Writing as a hobby
is like climbing a steep hill
pushing ever forward
ever...
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Viewers Discretion Advised
The voice from the screen
a face that's never seen
advises you unknowingly
blurring the lines
one day at a time
until control is complete
a face that's never seen
advises you unknowingly
blurring the lines
one day at a time
until control is complete
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The Vigil
The stubborn man refused to budge
or listen to complaints
he always wore a frown they said
while standing at the gate
on rainy days he might stay in
on sunny days stay late
but there was not a day went by
when he wouldn't wait
Exactly what he waited for
no one could ever say
the local folks just wandered by
wishing him a pleasant day
He would gruffly wave them off
and mutter to himself
while keeping up his vigil
and keeping to himself
Curiosity finally gripped me
I had to find out for myself
so cautiously I...
or listen to complaints
he always wore a frown they said
while standing at the gate
on rainy days he might stay in
on sunny days stay late
but there was not a day went by
when he wouldn't wait
Exactly what he waited for
no one could ever say
the local folks just wandered by
wishing him a pleasant day
He would gruffly wave them off
and mutter to himself
while keeping up his vigil
and keeping to himself
Curiosity finally gripped me
I had to find out for myself
so cautiously I...
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3 Comments
Too Soon
With glowin eyes
meeting mine
time stood still
so divine
watching as
the sun did set
for all the trials
no regret
to have another
loving day
sharing laughs
while we play
but those days
are ending soon
the sands of time
change the rules
so I will grasp
and cling to
my little girl
an adult too soon.
meeting mine
time stood still
so divine
watching as
the sun did set
for all the trials
no regret
to have another
loving day
sharing laughs
while we play
but those days
are ending soon
the sands of time
change the rules
so I will grasp
and cling to
my little girl
an adult too soon.
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