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© Charles Scott 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Hey France, hook me up!
According to Blogger stats I am building an audience in France. Any French followers looking to pay for me to come and read hit me up.
© Charles Scott 2014
© Charles Scott 2014
Found Fortune on the Way Home
Walking, at 3 am, in the land of
Bathtub Mary, low rent and cockroach colonies;
I find a 10 dollar bill.
I pick it up, smile and know
that tomorrow I eat.
© Charles Scott 2014
Found Fortune on the Way Home
Walking, at 3 am, in the land of
Bathtub Mary, low rent and cockroach
colonies;
I find a 10 dollar bill.
I pick it up, smile and know
that tomorrow I eat.
© Charles Scott 2014
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Poets I Like
I have finally started to add to the Poets I Like tab. Check it out now and periodically. I will be adding to it as time allows.
© Charles Scott 2014
© Charles Scott 2014
Poets I Like
I have finally started to add to the Poets I Like tab. Check it out now and periodically. I will be adding to it as time allows.
© Charles Scott 2014
© Charles Scott 2014
Sunday, April 06, 2014
Tinnitus
It's 1am
and I feel compelled
to write a poem.
In the distance
a train sings it's
lonely song.
I imagine it is
going to some place
I haven't been.
Maybe Denver,
Omaha or,
Frigid Fork something
or other.
It's taking coal to the
power plant.
No adventure in that.
The train cries off
into the distance,
and I am left with
silence and this damned
ringing in my ears.
© Charles Scott 2014
Tinnitus
It's 1am
and I feel
compelled
to write a poem.
In the distance
a train sings it's
lonely song.
I imagine it is
going to some
place
I haven't been.
Maybe Denver,
Omaha or,
Frigid Fork
something
or other.
It's taking coal
to the
power plant.
No adventure in
that.
The train cries
off
into the distance,
and I am left with
silence and this
damned
ringing in my
ears.
© Charles Scott 2014
Saturday, April 05, 2014
One Day in the Park
People walking by
as I sit and watch,
my super power,
reading of minds,
kicks in.
An old man,
with a stern face
is thinking about
how he shouldn't have answered
that email from the
deposed king from Africa.
Now he's out $200.00!
And his bank account is closed.
A lady walking her
shizu, wishes the
damn dog would crap
so she can get home
to watch American Idol.
That was an easy one.
She was holding a plastic bag.
A lady in a long skirt
and pentecostal bun
is fretting over the idea that,
any day now, the government
will force her to get micro chipped.
She sent money for a prayer cloth
to a televangelist.
A homeless man
talking to himself,
has all sorts of crazy shit
going on in his head....
He's nuts!
A cheap bottle of whiskey
will quiet those voices later on.
This goes on for hours;
a suicide case
waiting to happen.
A couple of frat boys
hoping no one finds out
their love for each other.
A Chinese man
who I can't understand
(all super powers have limits)
An old widower
wishing death would come soon
so he could see his love.
A banker and a drug dealer
thinking about one thing:
Money.
All of these people
have one thing in common:
Life.....
© Charles Scott 2014
One Day in the Park
People walking by
as I sit and
watch,
my super power,
reading of minds,
kicks in.
An old man,
with a stern face
is thinking about
how he shouldn't have
answered
that email from
the
deposed king from
Africa.
Now he's out
$200.00!
And his bank
account is closed.
A lady walking her
shizu, wishes the
damn dog would
crap
so she can get
home
to watch American
Idol.
That was an easy
one.
She was holding a
plastic bag.
A lady in a long
skirt
and pentecostal
bun
is fretting over
the idea that,
any day now, the
government
will force her to
get micro chipped.
She sent money for
a prayer cloth
to a
televangelist.
A homeless man
talking to
himself,
has all sorts of
crazy shit
going on in his
head....
He's nuts!
A cheap bottle of
whiskey
will quiet those
voices later on.
This goes on for
hours;
a suicide case
waiting to happen.
A couple of frat
boys
hoping no one
finds out
their love for
each other.
A Chinese man
who I can't
understand
(all super powers
have limits)
An old widower
wishing death
would come soon
so he could see
his love.
A banker and a
drug dealer
thinking about one
thing:
Money.
All of these
people
have one thing in
common:
Life.....
© Charles Scott 2014
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