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Scot Powers Jan 2015
Lightly you did enter
at first merely a thought
but steadily each day it seems
you are closer to my heart

what is this fascination
that has me in its grip
fighting to keep my balance
as my deck begins to tip

tossed about relentlessly
the loving waves begin to crush
all the weight pressed down on me
oh it's such a rush
Scot Powers Jan 2015
I hear you
but don't catch what you've said
sometimes I begin to wonder
if you are only in my head
real or imagined
you catch me every time
like a thief caught red handed
at the local five and dime

I know I've heard you call my name
clearly I'm not mad
but standing here alone in gloom
I make but one demand
finish your ****** sentence
don't leave me in a lurch
if you have something to say
let's have it quick and blunt

but time and time and time again
it plays out the very same
as I get to doing things
you whisper out my name
expecting, no wait, knowing
that I will drop everything
and slowly look around the room
inwardly wondering.
Scot Powers Dec 2014
Sitting by the window
on a lonely summer night
watching as the sun began
dropping out of sight
staring at my cup
reflecting on the times
I reach for the bottle
filled with spirits,love and lies

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunlight
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat

The thunderclouds are gathering
around and in my head
stormy skies bring wailing cries
from those that have been wrecked
dashed upon the rocks of hope
so near yet so far
slowly slip beneath the waves
wishing on a star

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunshine
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat

I see you standing all alone
abandoned on the street
the misty traces of your lies
lining drawn cheeks
the vacant stare that you share
reveals the light within
an emerging flower
with the will to win

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunlight
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat
Scot Powers Sep 2014
Shadows
you do taunt me
as you move across my wall
a trick of light which brings fright
so eerily you flow
perhaps you are a remnant
of a tragic played out scene
wandering eternity
unaware of what has been

maybe you are something else
an ancient call to flight
natures way of warning me
of creatures in the night
Often I sit and watch you
and ask my self these things
then the room seems to grow cold
sometimes you move my things
the hairs on my neck arise
my ears begin to ring

I've seen you sitting mutely
out of the corner of my eye
but when I turn to greet you
there's nothing to describe
oh you have a story
which I long to receive
tap lightly on the wall at night
the secret that you keep

I am not so afraid of you
as once I had been
just a shadow of your former self
ever repeating scene
are you aware
of just what you've become
or is this what awaits us
after our curtain call

Shadows
you do taunt me
as you move across my wall
real or imagined
a treat for us all
Scot Powers Sep 2014
the choices that we make sometimes
can reveal many things
the sorrows that do follow us
as winter turns to spring
a winding path of reason
drives the inner beast
choosing self destruction
with one of many ways

the drugs you take to make it real
rob you of your sleep
the ***** is so succulent
warm waves that can't be beat
the roller coaster ride of life
can sometimes seem surreal
spinning uncontrollably
trapped within a wheel

the reasons for your journey
only you now hold the key
unlocking all the phantoms
setting the spirits free
don't let the anchors of your past
drag you deeper to the depths
of your sea of misery
sitting on your step

instead of looking inward
try reaching for a friend
find yourself an ally
on whom you can depend
someone who is willing
to take you by the hand
lead you out of trouble
out of this barren land

when the rays of sunshine
fall again upon your head
as the cobwebs do recede
no longer feeling the dread
of facing yet another day
trapped within the wheel
again the choices that you've made
continue to reveal
Scot Powers Jun 2014
Awake in my skin
every sense reeling
imagined vertigo
taking control

falling yet rising
higher yet lower
unable to wake
adrift all alone

through doorways imagined
the journey never ends
soft voices calling
is this the end

light starts to penetrate
removing the veil
cobwebs receding  
from destiny's trail

distant cries
drift through the night
bring visions on wings
a beautiful sight

destiny's gates
swing open for me
like the arms of a lover
embracing the heat
Scot Powers Mar 2014
The loneliness came
on the wind through the rain
mournful tones sang a forlorn cry

spreading across fields
brought forth by the wheels
steam billowing out in the night

as the sound came to me
in my mind I could see
romantic evenings enjoyed

long lonely nights
alone with the light
running along on the rails

the old four four two
had a trick or two
if you tickled her gauges just right

stoking her belly
so hot and smelly
yet feeling at once so alive

the wind in your hair
as you contentedly stare
out along the path of the line

The little wooden station
sate people and engines
an oasis if ever one's seen

unloading the horde
and taking on more
conductor  calls " All Aboard"

with a shunt and a spin
the wheels begin
the journey resumes again

Again there's the sound
a cry in the night
that takes me back in time

when as a young man
I traveled the land
in search of a piece of mind
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