scottbiddulph
Scott Biddulph is a freelance writer, poet, and published author. He loves the written word, history, Karate, and riding his Harley Davidson. He went back to school in 2013 to pursue his lifelong dream of earning a degree in English and becoming a writer. Thank you for your readership!
A friend is like a ring of gold,
Its value known by those who hold,
Friends are few and far between,
Loyal, true, opinions keen.
On dark nights when tears oft flow,
At times in life nowhere to go,
A heart that's broke and cannot heal,
To give advice, a love that's real.
Always there in times of need,
Healing wisdom, words to heed,
The brightest star within the sky,
No price to pay, no reason why.
A sack of Gold within his hand,
The stranger walked into the land,
To buy and sell, or some to lend,
And yet the gold brought him no friend.
In a life where things can rot or rust,
Where all must die, return to dust,
There is no thing which one can hold,
Except a friend worth more than gold.
If you find this precious gift,
That friend who truly spirits lift,
Do not betray, do not forget,
For those who do will long regret.
© William Power (2011) All rights reserved
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 11:03 PM UTC
Her beauty beyond all he had seen,
God had delivered to this man a Queen;
Her lips, they were moist, and longed for his kiss…
This was the man that fulfilled her wish.
Her past had been dark, with secrets and pain;
Emotions kept back, will soon fall like rain.
One can't always see what's behind someone’s eyes--
Silence blankets the soul when it cries.
The plan was a life like none knew before,
God would reveal for them each open door,
The heart truly hides all mysterious things,
The new lovers soared as if on eagle’s wings.
Flowered fields, and Blue Mountains tall;
A path, a brook, a cool waterfall;
Lovers will laugh and secrets will keep,
A place to make love, and then peaceful sleep.
He prayed to the Lord--only he could stop time!
I must have all eternity with this Queen who is mine!
But the Lord knew the truth of this love and its end;
The dark side would come and his heart would not mend.
She needed a hero for her demons to slay,
And only for her would the demons give way,
Behind her soft eyes was a heart made of stone,
With demons inside she was never alone.
What once was a dream that could never be wrong,
Now turned to a game in which he was her pawn,
Hell hath no fury as a woman unleashed,
She tore out his heart as if she were a beast.
As winds blew the curtains he awoke in the night;
Was this a nightmare--how could this be right?
He called his Queens name as he ran down the stair;
No voice returned--his Queen was not there!
It seems that the demons demanded her soul;
Her lover, her hero, could not pay their toll.
He tried as he might, but would never forget;
His life drifted on, his heart caught by her net.
His loving eyes, in her saw no wrong.
The dreams that he held for her, turned out all wrong.
His love was his weakness, and eyes--they were blind!
She chained up his heart and imprisoned his mind.
©William Power (2012) All rights reserved
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
I missed you tis true, and my love is yet strong
My heart skips a beat like notes in a song
It ponders the heart and the mind is not clear
The memory brings pain and the eyes shed a tear
Awake in the dark as I search for what's right
The dreams and the thoughts take control of the night
A song in the distance brings emotion too strong
A lost lover who sings 'bout a love that’s gone wrong
The master still calls me as night is her lair
I run from the shadow I feel the despair
I finally give in as there’s nowhere to run
I must give up the fight as the damage is done
The morning shines bright and drives away fear
The night so lonely, your presence not near
A welcome return from the night, the abyss
Yet through all of the pain I still long for your kiss
I think that I see you in places I go
I run fast to catch up but it’s no one I know
All of the places which memories surround
There's no place I can go where your ghost is not found
I dread the suns falling and the night almost here
Once again I'm a prisoner of shadows and fear
Your memory commands me like master to slave
To again kiss your lips is all that I crave
As the night closes in I hold on to what’s dear
The memories I hold even if you're not near
I will treasure you always alone in my bed
A slave to the master until I am dead
© William Power (2011) All rights reserved
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 4:24 PM UTC
I’m stuck in here!
I cannot move or think
My feet won't walk
I can see but it's only me
I can't get out!
It's dark and cold and I can't feel words
Pain crawls around inside
There’s nowhere to hide
I'm trapped in here!
Can anyone see what I see?
Or is it just me?
Everything is heavy and moving slow…..can I go!?
I'm chained and I can't move
I have tried so many times to escape
Why can't I go?
Hello!!
I'm stuck in here
Trapped in thoughts that won't stop
Trapped in a mind of my own that’s blown
Trapped in a fear that is only here
I really can’t get out
I can see inside but not without
I can’t feel anything you say
Hey!!
They can't see me
I can see them, can I flee?
I'm tired someone help me
I'm stuck in here!!
I will just wait cuz I know my fait
I will just close my eyes and stop
I will just curl up and cry
Do you know why?
...I'm stuck in here.
© William Power (2011) All rights reserved
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 12:13 AM UTC
Chirping birds that fly and play
Time change makes a longer day
Green grass shoots and flowers bloom
No more winters gloom and doom
Squirrels and bees and buds on trees
Sunny days with gentle breeze
Smell the blooms and fresh cut grass
Joy rushing in, its spring at last
Carpenter bees fly around
New growth covers the once cold ground
Rainey days replenish the land
The master’s creation, so beautiful, so grand
Spring time evenings, tranquil and still
Sunsets slowly over the hill
Frogs and crickets sing a song
The owl and whippoorwill sing along
I lay my head down in my bed
Spring time memories in my head
I fold my hands and begin to pray
I thank my God for another day
© William Power (2011) All rights reserved
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 12:11 AM UTC
The mental obsession--
It won't go away,
It won't let me go,
It leads me astray…
Help me o' lord, I need to be strong!
The days are so short, my nights are long.
Do for me lord what I can't do for myself;
Put me away on some high moral shelf.
I fall on my face and I curl up to pray,
Please take it lord, please keep it at bay.
The mind is locked in, nothing else can I think;
The evil inside gives a laugh and a wink.
I have no control--there is nowhere to run!
The thorn in my side gives off heat like the sun;
I look for some answer, a proverb, a verse--
As the darkness surrounds me a prayer I rehearse.
Then finally it’s plain that release must be had;
My soul deep in sadness my addiction so bad.
My fist pounds the table--why can't I let go?
The thorn in my side makes a prisoner my soul.
The morning sun breaks to yet one more day,
My heart drops like a rock, my senses astray,
The black hole is deep and it's end can't be found,
The thorn in my side--in my misery I'll drowned.
The darkness returns and the demonic beast,
My flesh is destroyed my soul is its feast,
The heart is no matter my prayers go unheard,
The lord has abandoned—I've scoffed at his word!
I awoke in the night to bright light rushing in;
The demons all scurried as they ran from within;
Lighting and thunder, trumpets and wind;
Angelic beings came and took all my sin!
The Lord God Almighty sits high on his throne,
He never forsakes us we are never alone;
No matter how deep or how far or how wide;
The Lord and his mercy took the thorn from my side.
© William Power (2011) All rights reserved
Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 6:33 PM UTC
I fear the night,
Dark it is and filled with fright.
I whistle as though I do not care,
Yet, I know the night and I despair.
I fear the night.
It surrounds my soul.
Darkness creeps and swirles until,
As black as coal, and deadly still.
I fear the night.
Alone in my bed,
Alone in my soul,
Alone in my head.
I cannot sleep,
Awake I weep,
I ask the Lord my soul to keep.
But still the fear remains so deep.
Yes, I fear the night.
No matter if a verse I say,
No matter if I kneel to pray,
I look forward to the coming day,
Yes, I fear the night
© William Power (2012)
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 3:57 PM UTC
A Tree is such a wondrous thing;
The wind hides for brief moments
In the safety of her branches,
And the Cardinal finds a place to sing.
Her leaves paint the country side,
With colors that are never the same;
Stoic, she stands in a winter's night,
Watching the snowflakes glide.
If only she could tell her tales;
Oceans of time have passed her by.
Her twisted look and wisdom gained,
In the stormy nights and windy gales.
© William Power 2012
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 3:55 PM UTC
Mist floats high upon the cool gray sky
Stillness broken by the red hawks cry
Dawn breaks slow in the mountains cool
Dewdrops form into a pool
Mountain laurel blooms fill the air
A Nuthatch sings without a care
Clouds float across like peaceful dreams
Brook trout play in cold clear streams
White pines tower, ferns carpet the ground
Sheer rock faces with waterfalls abound
Day lilies reach for the sun through the trees
Blackberries, muscadines, and honeybees
White tail deer run free and play
Black bear cubs sleep all day
Grandfather Mountain reaches higher than most
Cross her bridge and you can boast
Appalachian Trail runs through its heart
Through the Blue Ridge Mountains from its start
Breathe taking beauty for all to see
The lord and his handy work will ever be
© William Power 2011
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 1:15 PM UTC
Where do you come from my friend?
After you leave where do you end?
Sometimes I wish for your return,
Other times I am glad you are gone.
There are times when you are gentle;
Your movements, soft, cold, and calm.
Then…on the next occasion you're brisk and strong.
Is there anyone who knows your secrets?
I wonder if they know where you have gone.
None who stands before you can win,
And the clouds? They need you to rain once again.
Oh, I wonder, can I give you my sin?
© William Power 2012
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 9:30 AM UTC