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Scot Powers Feb 2013
Waking in the
midnight hour
got to extinguish
a burning fire
the one that pounds
inside your head
it's siren song
could raise the dead
you know the one
for which I speak
your heart ,it cries
when you are weak
gives you strength
for the task
another page
has come at last
Scot Powers Feb 2013
Fortune teller gave me the score
what you're doing,told me some more
can't go back to what we knew
it's all right honey
I'll get over you

Standing alone,like the night before
you can't buy love at the liquor store
always searching,never complete
since we parted on that winters eve

I am fine ,how are you
that new style sure suits you
are you sure your happy this way
did you think of us today

Time has passed and you know for sure
bad idea's closing the door
feeling foolish like you know you should
sheepish looks in the neighborhood

I am fine, how are you
I am happy, I feel great
watching you fall flat on your face.
Scot Powers Feb 2013
I often wonder
what happened to
all the people
I once knew
do you find
this vexes you?
as the figures
drift through your life
some bring joy
some bring strife
some stay with you
through the years
some simply disappear
lessons learned
in time it seems,
conjure up many themes
darkness, laughter,bitter tears
all just symptoms
of your fears
but in the end
it seems your peers
help you out
through the years
sometimes we are
slow to realize
friendship is
the real prize
Scot Powers Jan 2013
Aching, waiting
for my friend to arrive
whom I have missed
for so many nights
off to visit a foreign land
off to visit her loving man

I'm not sure what
I miss most
her smiling face
her button nose
her cheerful humor
her cutting prose
but there is one thing
I know for sure
the time has been long
with out her here
Scot Powers Jan 2013
Blood red sky
in the morn
there's a flag
faded and torn
whipping fast
in the wind
rippling softly
like sweet sin
staring off
into the sky
pondering the reasons
for and why
stands a man
with wet brow
searching horizon
from the prow
ever looking
for the land
for which he left
it seems unplanned
from the sea
arose the shore
but is that what
he's looking for?
Scot Powers Jan 2013
Old man winter
came to call
seems so bitter
worse than fall
howling winds
drifting snow
bites right through you
leaves you raw
only those who understand
what it's like in a frozen land
appreciate the spring time thaw
warm and cozy like a shawl
I can hardly wait till then
the warming days
and balmy wind
they give way
to rainy days
when flowers grow
and children play
summer comes and goes so fast
warm days slip into the past
from long days
nights grow cold
fall arrives almost untold
just in time to chill the bones
Old man winter rises soon
how the changes come too soon
Scot Powers Jan 2013
stumbling blind
through the hallways of my years
wasting time,grinding my gears
got to suffer
seems it's the only way
to make the effort
seem worth the pain

Stand back
take a look at what you see
drives you crazy,your so naive
all your troubles
you can add them to my list
my plate is full ,but I'll get another dish

You know who speaks the truth
don't forsake your entire youth
stand up by yourself and you will find the way
as the shepherd
leads the fools away

Barren wastelands
are the landscape of your mind
no more goals
no mountains to climb
treading water in a sea of misery
keep your head out of the endless waves
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