Need I miss you
when I mention you often
in my empty nights?
I whisper your name.
J.A.Scott
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Dreaming
Intangible thoughts, uncertainties
the playground of the mind
the land of the dream.
A reckless and dangerous place,
an arena for good and evil,
strange and bizarre.
They infiltrate ones life
with ne'er a worry or a care
to destroy ones piece of mind.
To ease the pain we cite,
'dreaming is after all
just a dream.'
...isn't it?
J.A.Scott
the playground of the mind
the land of the dream.
A reckless and dangerous place,
an arena for good and evil,
strange and bizarre.
They infiltrate ones life
with ne'er a worry or a care
to destroy ones piece of mind.
To ease the pain we cite,
'dreaming is after all
just a dream.'
...isn't it?
J.A.Scott
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Candy
Candy is sweet
It’s tasty and good
If offered to me
You know I would.
The urge to resist
Is never intent
I’d never reject
This wonderful tempt.
Teasing me with it
Is very malicious
I can’t abstain
It’s far too delicious.
A great reward
Any time of the day
Evening, noon or
Lights first ray.
Candy is music to my ears.
J.A.Scott
It’s tasty and good
If offered to me
You know I would.
The urge to resist
Is never intent
I’d never reject
This wonderful tempt.
Teasing me with it
Is very malicious
I can’t abstain
It’s far too delicious.
A great reward
Any time of the day
Evening, noon or
Lights first ray.
Candy is music to my ears.
J.A.Scott
Monday, March 2, 2009
Believing
With hurtful feelings I lived my life,
uncertain of the days ahead.
pain and suffering were all I had
in the darkness of my soul.
I dreamed and lived and breathed
in a dazzling beautiful world.
you came forth to show me these
and I believe you.
J.A.Scott
uncertain of the days ahead.
pain and suffering were all I had
in the darkness of my soul.
I dreamed and lived and breathed
in a dazzling beautiful world.
you came forth to show me these
and I believe you.
J.A.Scott
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Aspire
When I was much younger,
my teacher would ask me,
'tell me right now child
what you aspire to be'.
I would refuse to answer
It always bothered me
why should I decide right now
what I aspire to be.
'You must have some focus'
she would reply to me
'there surely must be something
you aspire to be.'
And now I’m so much older
oh why was I so bad?
Why I never would decide
It really makes me sad.
Now all the tasks I ever start
have always ended bad,
half finished, barely started
now isn’t that part sad?
I wish I had aspired
instead of always being bad
can it be, that she was right?
I guess that’s what makes me sad.
J.A.Scott
02/29/09
my teacher would ask me,
'tell me right now child
what you aspire to be'.
I would refuse to answer
It always bothered me
why should I decide right now
what I aspire to be.
'You must have some focus'
she would reply to me
'there surely must be something
you aspire to be.'
And now I’m so much older
oh why was I so bad?
Why I never would decide
It really makes me sad.
Now all the tasks I ever start
have always ended bad,
half finished, barely started
now isn’t that part sad?
I wish I had aspired
instead of always being bad
can it be, that she was right?
I guess that’s what makes me sad.
J.A.Scott
02/29/09
Friday, February 27, 2009
Something New Every Day
I've decided I'm going to try and do some more writing.
I have challenged myself to post at least one original poem each day in the month of March. Can I do it? I'm hoping so. The month starts on Sunday and I need to remember that. Looking forward to your comments.
I have challenged myself to post at least one original poem each day in the month of March. Can I do it? I'm hoping so. The month starts on Sunday and I need to remember that. Looking forward to your comments.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
One day soon.
Okay, maybe not very soon. But one day I would love to be so dedicated to my writing and blogging and such that I keep up to date with my writing and/or journal writing.
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