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

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

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

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

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