Submissions by scopow77 (Scot Powers)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Traveler
I came across a strange man
while walking on my land
perched upon a rock
at me he waved his hand
as I approached him
offering this he said
"I have arrived here on this rock
at this present time"
"I am here to meet a
fellow traveler of time
I stared at him agog
not believing what I heard
he said that on this spot
his arrival had been planned
I thought he asked what time it was
so I produced my watch
he slowly shook his head
and slyly he mocked
"What precisely is the year?"
he asked
as...
while walking on my land
perched upon a rock
at me he waved his hand
as I approached him
offering this he said
"I have arrived here on this rock
at this present time"
"I am here to meet a
fellow traveler of time
I stared at him agog
not believing what I heard
he said that on this spot
his arrival had been planned
I thought he asked what time it was
so I produced my watch
he slowly shook his head
and slyly he mocked
"What precisely is the year?"
he asked
as...
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Crying Out
As I sit here
in my house
I wonder why
I'm at a loss
my family is here
but I'm so alone
nobody cares
how I feel
so I just pour it out
for you to hear
I hope this dosen't
bother you
just had to say
I hope it heals
The sky is clear
my future's bright
but today I think
I am losing my fight
to hold on to my sanity
people come and people go
but does anybody
really want to know
What is going on
in my heart, in my soul
here's the dice take a roll
hands held out to be fed
not one...
in my house
I wonder why
I'm at a loss
my family is here
but I'm so alone
nobody cares
how I feel
so I just pour it out
for you to hear
I hope this dosen't
bother you
just had to say
I hope it heals
The sky is clear
my future's bright
but today I think
I am losing my fight
to hold on to my sanity
people come and people go
but does anybody
really want to know
What is going on
in my heart, in my soul
here's the dice take a roll
hands held out to be fed
not one...
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In the end
Sitting by the tarmac
as the fog settles in
my mind and heart
trace the pathways
where you've been
I've givin of my soul to you
oh so selflessly
yet sometimes I have to think
it's a one way street
Again I feel the fool
who played and danced in vain
for the palace royalty
then was taken out and hanged
I hope that this is not the case
but my heart is growing faint
all I've every wanted from you
is to be your friend unchained
don't cry or curse
when I am gone
it's what you planned all along
to rob me of my...
as the fog settles in
my mind and heart
trace the pathways
where you've been
I've givin of my soul to you
oh so selflessly
yet sometimes I have to think
it's a one way street
Again I feel the fool
who played and danced in vain
for the palace royalty
then was taken out and hanged
I hope that this is not the case
but my heart is growing faint
all I've every wanted from you
is to be your friend unchained
don't cry or curse
when I am gone
it's what you planned all along
to rob me of my...
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Alone
Staring through the cracks in the wall
no one knows that I'm here
lost track of days being alone
caught in the grips of fear
left my home to find my way
captured and tortured,ransom to pay
all my dreams are drifting away
maybe I can see the sun today
the vision slot which is my own
opens briefly just at dawn
angry eyes look inside
making sure that I abide
all day long and night too
I pray to God I'll see you
I pray today although it seems in vain
How long can I bear this mental strain
Flights of fancy keep me free...
no one knows that I'm here
lost track of days being alone
caught in the grips of fear
left my home to find my way
captured and tortured,ransom to pay
all my dreams are drifting away
maybe I can see the sun today
the vision slot which is my own
opens briefly just at dawn
angry eyes look inside
making sure that I abide
all day long and night too
I pray to God I'll see you
I pray today although it seems in vain
How long can I bear this mental strain
Flights of fancy keep me free...
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The Muses
The Muses keep coming
putting rhymes inside my head
begging me to share these things
not only with my friends
the spirit does give wisdom
but you must lend a hand
just open up and let them use
your unsteady hand
What makes the Muses choose you
no one can really say
but I think what matters most
is getting them to stay
for insight is their specialty
a guiding light of truth
just like musicality
you just let it flow right through
Perhaps you will reach the one
whom needs your message most
or maybe someone reads it...
putting rhymes inside my head
begging me to share these things
not only with my friends
the spirit does give wisdom
but you must lend a hand
just open up and let them use
your unsteady hand
What makes the Muses choose you
no one can really say
but I think what matters most
is getting them to stay
for insight is their specialty
a guiding light of truth
just like musicality
you just let it flow right through
Perhaps you will reach the one
whom needs your message most
or maybe someone reads it...
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ROBBED
Turns out we had a visitor
sometime after dark
the little puke
walked in our door
and then he did make off
not only with my things
but some cash as well
then left my stuff all strewn
all over my front stair
It was not a nice way
to wake up I'll say
looking upon the mess
that greeted me today
I calmly gathered up my things
out of the drifting snow
I proceeded to curse
to myself looking at the snow
I thought maybe she did it
probably pissed at me
then I saw my daughters stuff
lying there by me
I...
sometime after dark
the little puke
walked in our door
and then he did make off
not only with my things
but some cash as well
then left my stuff all strewn
all over my front stair
It was not a nice way
to wake up I'll say
looking upon the mess
that greeted me today
I calmly gathered up my things
out of the drifting snow
I proceeded to curse
to myself looking at the snow
I thought maybe she did it
probably pissed at me
then I saw my daughters stuff
lying there by me
I...
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Lessons
Looking out my window
slightly dreamily
my thoughts start to wander
to friendship
and what it means
having someone to share
all those special things
why can't we just get along
like Lennon sings
Greatly appreciated
are the simple things
that this life can teach us
if we are willing
to listen very carefully
to what is really said
get the true meaning
behind each word that is sent
but far too often
we fail to really see
caught up in selfish desires
intent on our own needs
when our actions
wound...
slightly dreamily
my thoughts start to wander
to friendship
and what it means
having someone to share
all those special things
why can't we just get along
like Lennon sings
Greatly appreciated
are the simple things
that this life can teach us
if we are willing
to listen very carefully
to what is really said
get the true meaning
behind each word that is sent
but far too often
we fail to really see
caught up in selfish desires
intent on our own needs
when our actions
wound...
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Life wonders
I wonder why
you don't like me at times
I only give you
what the bell gives the chime
you don't like me at times
I only give you
what the bell gives the chime
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The Wind and the Trees
Of all the old tales
folklore and the like
vampires, werewolves
and ghouls delight
the one which I fear
even to this day
the witch of the north
Windigo is its name
The natives hold true
the stories they speak
of the forlorn ghoul
floating through the trees
howling out its warning
to those who will heed
to those who don't
their flesh it will eat
This was a tale told to me
by my good friend Yves
tramping about the northern woods
in the fall of '70
Yves was not a man
to scare easily
he laughed and...
folklore and the like
vampires, werewolves
and ghouls delight
the one which I fear
even to this day
the witch of the north
Windigo is its name
The natives hold true
the stories they speak
of the forlorn ghoul
floating through the trees
howling out its warning
to those who will heed
to those who don't
their flesh it will eat
This was a tale told to me
by my good friend Yves
tramping about the northern woods
in the fall of '70
Yves was not a man
to scare easily
he laughed and...
#dark
#forest
#Halloween #scary
#Halloween #scary
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With You
Shadows dancing
pale moonlight
close pressed bodies
nocturnal delight
Moving together
graceful harmony
climbing together
in synchronicity
Reaching the heights
we never knew were there
flowing right into
your soul is my care
Perched high on the cliff
bliss appears to lift
emotions they rise
to greater heights
With you I want
to spend my life
pale moonlight
close pressed bodies
nocturnal delight
Moving together
graceful harmony
climbing together
in synchronicity
Reaching the heights
we never knew were there
flowing right into
your soul is my care
Perched high on the cliff
bliss appears to lift
emotions they rise
to greater heights
With you I want
to spend my life
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The Difference
Doesn't beauty
lie within
the boundaries
between love and sin?
lie within
the boundaries
between love and sin?
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Now I see
You know I find it funny
when I look back
yesterdays mistakes
always have a pay back
you stand in line
for your little taste of pleasure
do you really think
you've had your measure
Oh but I can't
can't waste my days
I got things to say
Please don't walk away
Now I see
You can whine and pine
feeling lonely
feeling sorry for yourself
loathing
accept the fact that you are only human
better get your ass
back in the action
Oh but I can't
can't waste my days
I got things to say
But I...
when I look back
yesterdays mistakes
always have a pay back
you stand in line
for your little taste of pleasure
do you really think
you've had your measure
Oh but I can't
can't waste my days
I got things to say
Please don't walk away
Now I see
You can whine and pine
feeling lonely
feeling sorry for yourself
loathing
accept the fact that you are only human
better get your ass
back in the action
Oh but I can't
can't waste my days
I got things to say
But I...
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