scott-mitchell
American
I love writing poetry as a means to share my soul with the world. I don't dare claim to be a good writer. I'm only sharing part of me; the deepest part. / also blogging on: http://evokingthedeep.wordpress.com / / [email protected]
Any instance my eyes turn away from you
don't conceive I've lost my affection
I'm solely focused on things to come
as we stare in the same direction
Anytime I don't say how my love is
don't allow your heartbeat to skip
Some things are too grand to reveal
as profound words escape my lips
Nothing voices louder than our silence
vacant phrases, yet souls defined
Nothing could inspire my heart to quake more
than your eyes looking up into mine
Every time we're burdened with distance
I embrace my pain of your presence missing
Affirmation I've finally found the one
no reluctance for our hearts giving
I want every tomorrow holding you
don't ask what tomorrow may hold
We can grey and our bodies wither
but "we" forever will never get old
Scott Mitchell
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 9:09 AM UTC
As my eyes settle
upon my one
luminous flower
The light of its flame
burns, as my only desire
What you see as faults
or a rip in your petals
Simply bring to my lips
and make it sweet
like honey and wine
My soul's pollen
as I forget every other
like star dust
I absorb your colors
and trickles from your eyes
If you used to kneel, pleading
with heaven too many times
Look into my eyes
as I kiss
the scars on your knees
If you still remember rain
open yourself for me
My soul will kiss yours
as our passions release
one by one, every pain
~
Scott Mitchell
11 March 2013
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC
I should have never left
we are like one mind in poetry
I need to fly back and write some
as I'm needing all you are for me
I've fallen deeper from the distance
from my soul's muse and my sole sanity
Lips will softly graze your neck and speak
proverbs inspired by the black ink
Nothing is more perfectly exotic
than your eyes in the low light, and
no music beckons my soul like
your voice telling me to hit that
You wanna swim first, just imagine
we'll make climactic castles on the beach
Quenched by aftermath of our rain dance
as you chant and wrap yourself around me
Lovers and forever soul mates
eyes connected as our souls mate
We need times like this together more
inside of my forever fate
Never looking at the past
but tell me as you're looking back
To push the slow motion rewind
so we can play it all again
My mind fast forwards to the future
every day wanting more of you
In every stanza you will know for sure
a million stances say I need you
~
Scott Mitchell
2013
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
Put your hand on your heart, feel
and close your eyes
Would something change
when your eyes open
if I'm one step closer?
Listen with one ear, absorb
crashing waves on the shore
What sound prevails
if my deep voice
softly spoke in the other?
Feel the cooling breeze, enhance
the touch of my warm hands
What would be the answer
if my eyes are demanding
I need you tonight
I know you are out there, somewhere
perhaps silent as you sit and wonder
Asking where tomorrow will take you
Hoping for the love to save
and from the routine, an escape
I'll come faster than lightning strikes
and we won't think about tomorrow
You'll be the only star of my sky
forevermore
if you only send me a sign
Scott Mitchell
2013
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 9:51 AM UTC
Adhering to social norm, and
obligated duty at the ball
I ask Her Majesty for a dance
and she gracefully extends a hand
Then we step, spin, and sway
as eyes behold in awe
But, who am I in late e'en
to command the silence of a queen
She lay motionless in the cuverie
as I savor the côtes
rousing deep breath and sigh
And I, not befittingly
command a vineyard of floral unfold
The sun riseth not, but heat is known
as lord of land tends each blossom
and shall forsake none
Who am I to drink as a noble
and taketh of fruit so divine
Thy hands remove the canopy
which adorned all I aspire
Seized and raised to mouth
Engaging in gluttonous frolic
as the queen declares 'halt not!'
I shalt not forbid thee
a request for royal execution
Assign thy sacrifice as mine
descending on my dagger
Exhaustive love for loss of life
conquers and consumes thine eyes
Mine end too, be not untimely
as harvest comes to pass
And I, decant into your grasp
Rims of the barriques break
and a peasant dons a crown
~
Scott Mitchell
Jan 30, 2013
Jan 30, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
Disculpa mi mirada
Pequeña flor de bronce
La curiosidad embriaga
Por como te mostrarás
Floreciente
Y el brillo del rocío matinal
Le ruego al sol
Aparece ahora y revela
El objeto de mi deseo
Siente mi aliento, pequeña flor
Como unos labios suavemente exploran
Y remplazan mis pasiones
Con tu dulce aroma
Mi ambición es mejorar
Y mantener la esmeralda con cuidados
No temas al abrazo
Y saborea el néctar que compartes
~
Scott Mitchell
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 7:26 PM UTC
Discernment of facts escape a blind eye
Incalculable deceit fell upon naive assumptions of decorum
Virtues so easily replaced by a blanket of colorful chattel
Now, countless blankets dance about, as ghosts
on a paved route chosen with intent of endless future passage
And now, to escape the realm of falsities
every eventide is exchanged for repose and closed eyes
Pleasure, promises, and poetry she gave
only to have something to take away
In vengeance of a caustic past
Aphrodite unleashed artful malevolence into a fallen heart
Oh, how so much exists
where there is nothing
Emptiness can be full of such desire
And oh, the bitter taste of sweet words
from the unrestrained lips of a liar
An offering cloaked with savory fruit in cordial hands
Swearing to give it all in the big apple
and then seducing to her roots in the yard
Absorbing a soul
Only to create a martyr of forlorn cause
An abomination can appear so sweet
when emptiness needs filling
A demon from below,
delightful,
before killing
Nostalgia, a trail of footsteps in the mud
Like a fingerprint with an unquestionable owner
Arduous wails reaching the extents of one's universe
as a pawn and patriarch share reflection in the stagnant tide
knowledge of good and evil, once a desire, now a curse
yet, finally held
Gratefully numb with inescapable acceptance
Scott Mitchell
09 Dec 2012
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 12:18 PM UTC
Throwing bottles to the sea with last hopes
replies from the queen were to no avail
In each, contained a small piece of his heart
each one was destined to where he once sailed
Spent himself, he did, on rejecting ears
her angel eyes he dreamed of, turned away
Accepting the fate of all of his fears
moments shared with others did not ease pain
In dark days he accepted his demise
seduced to follow a new warrior’s quest
Still, echoes of memories pierced his eyes
yearning for one more chance to give his best
Outside the queen’s window, a proof of sort
undying love in bottles filled her port
~
Scott Mitchell
Oct 28, 2012
Oct 28, 2012 at 7:35 AM UTC
A nomadic voyage, a heart's quest
Quiet and alone were an attractive option
But your music makes me dance
Your beauty induced a trance
What do I have to offer, but this heart
I could swim the sea to you
I can drown
or take this love to my last breath
The warmth while holding you, oh....
creates an infinite confirmation
My moist eyes looking into yours are not sad,
no...
I'm jubilant and thankful
You held resilient to your promise
and gave all that you are
I was lost and you restored me
My caramel coated aspirations live
in memories
Dark brown eyes and a body of firm silk
my hands and soul are deprived of you
My heart's demise begins one minute apart
A day or more is torture lancing outward
through my flesh
Inspirations defeat all lucidity
I need you
Every future thought, you are there
Your motivated smile is a victory for me
and I can smile
My endless home is now wherever you are
~
Scott Mitchell
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 10:29 AM UTC
I’m always hearing music
so I must be listening too close
Seeking answers in the lyrics
Adhering to every word spoke
It’s said that insanity is surely defined
Doing the same thing over and over again
I always find myself wanting to go back
and again, I find the means to an end
If I tried to run away
there would be a repeated proof
The asylum is ineludible
and I’m clearly crazy for you
Trying every method to remove
what the conductor put in me
Binding strings of a puppet master
inspired to play this symphony
The end of days may not come soon
but someday, in that palace of the sky
I’ll look in the directory
for the one with celestial eyes
I’ll ask for only five minutes
I’ll try to explain in the short time
All I was never able to find words for
in the world of yours and mine
Love for only giving, could have been
but, was too often unforgiving
Broken hearts simply tried to survive
but, life without you was not living
There was no peace where there was pride
and I’m not looking for alibies
But always found myself asking why
even apart, your happiness was mine
We promised it’s unconditional
but didn’t survive dark times
Silence as our backs turned
to conceal the cries
Two things I’m sure I surely knew for sure
as I waited for a shooting star in the sky
What I gave to you is always yours
Till the end of time, this love abides
~
Scott Mitchell
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 10:25 AM UTC