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Poem a day challenge #250 (Old Silver)

Old Silver

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The purr of the projector
Warm popcorn scent
Dust motes dancing in the light
Deep, dusty heavy red drapes
Mumbles and fumbles in the shadows
Hand brushing hand by chance
Close, sweet breath and perfume
The excitement of the old silver screen

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Poem a day challenge #249 (Dressing Up)

Dressing Up

By Scott Bailey © 2014

 

Watching dressing up
A mini ninja dancing
Whirling all in black

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Poem a day challenge #248 (Normality)

Normality

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Back to the old grind
No time to rest or relax
Life go on its way

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Poem a day challenge #247 (Home)

Home

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Panic over, back home
Two parents both tired out
Child bursting with life

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Poem a day challenge #246 (Worry)

Ignore the title and message. It’s an old one.

Worry

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Yet another day
Of waiting in hospitals
Worried for loved ones

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Poem a day challenge #245 (Gone) (Tetractys)

Gone (Tetractys)

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Gone
From me
Innocence
But always close
Always in my heart that innocence lost

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Poem a day challenge #244 (Ouch)

Ouch

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Eyes are so painful
This is difficult to write
So it’s all you get

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Poem a day challenge #243 (Helpless)

Helpless

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Nothing you can do
To ease his pain, then you feel
Like you let him down

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Poem a day challenge #242 (Void)

Void

By Scott Bailey © 2014

He is cool
And brave
Respectful
and respected
Men follow
Women swoon
Bright words from
His tongue bloom
Visionary thoughts
Mould the world
Strong and graceful
Effortless with grace
Steadfast, trustworthy
True, through and through

Yet
Where is he?
Not on our screens
Not in our books
Not anywhere that
The lost boy looks

There is a void
for our boys
So they fill it

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Poem a day challenge #241 (Relentless)

Relentless

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Shameful behaviour
Disgusting is the message
Relentless at men

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Poem a day challenge #240 (Lessons)

Lessons

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Education grows
Crime statistics are falling
Just saying, that’s all

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Poem a day challenge #239 (The Changing of the Guard)

The Changing of the Guard

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Changing times and names
War and scandal and divorce
Mother reigns again

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Poem a day challenge #238 (Expansion)

Expansion

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Debauchery swells
Lazy Princes and mad Kings
Produced and Empress

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Poem a day challenge #237 (The Northern Stewards)

The Northern Stewards

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The thistle embraced the wilting rose
Joined the lands as one
Wars still rumbled across hill and plain
Dividing faith from faith

The stewards who ascended high
Would rise and fall and rise
Held heads so high they thought divine
Then tumbled to the ground

Sons of the island lost to war
The people scarred and tired
One form of tyrant sent to death
Another imposed dark law

Return and rise the stewards house
Shaky on the seat
Look to longingly to the holy see
The thistle withered away

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Poem a day challenge #236 (The White Rose Blooms)

The White Rose Blooms

By Scott Bailey © 2014

A renaissance across the land
Throwing off the far-flung shackles
For new ones closer to home
A new white dawn

Grabbing the holy riches
Gold crosses forged to swords
War in all directions
An empire to rebuild

Tall ships grew and multiplied
New lands found and won
The power of word proliferates
Especially the words of one

All the globe within the globe
Sounds echo down to now
Expose the hearts of Kings and Queens
Commoner, thief and maid

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More Cover Tryouts

A brief one as nursing a bad back.

Had another couple of goes at my latest work in progress’ cover.

Which do you think works best?

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Home

By Scott Bailey © 2016

A day in the woods
Jumping in piles of brown leaves
Autumn brings us home

 

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #116 Home&Leaves

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Mankind Ltd – What Right?

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What right had she to make decisions for other people?

What had made her think that those posters were true?

How dare she have the courage to break those chains?

By Scott Bailey 

Read an excerpt here.

Available as

Kindle

or hardback

from Amazon

or CreateSpace

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

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Poem a day challenge #235 (The Golden Sprig of Broom)

The Golden Sprig of Broom

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The invaders became the natives
And the empire grew and grew
Still one tongue ruled, another served
Ambitious chances were few

Once King extended the lands
Far across the sea
A golden time of riches
For those who were still free

In wars the riches squandered
By the lion and the snake
Rebellion loomed open the crown
As liberty crawled awake

So some power leaked away
Through the reluctant pen
That signed the future of the land
Hope was found again

For many years this house ruled
Until the roses clashed
From golden empire this dynasty
To war and bloodshed crashed

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Poem a day challenge #234 (The Class of 1066)

The Class of 1066

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The end of dynasties across the land
The removal of a class
The subjugation of a race
Custom smashed like glass

Upon the barest thread of claim
They came to take the crown
Rewrote the laws that bind us still
And all was written down

Here began the deep divide
Between rulers and the ruled
They claimed the justice of the lord
But very few were ruled

So across the short sea gap they came
With sword and shield and horse
Built castles high and mighty
Changing this fair island’s course

Adding new language to our tongues
Enriching and splitting too
Some words reserved for nobility
And some would never do

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Poem a day challenge #233 (The Children of Thunder)

The Children of Thunder

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Rising up and crashing down
On the cold, dark northern sea
Through hail and thunder, rain and show
The dark behind we flee

Filled with fear and hunger
From their lands bereft
They gorged their souls on anger
Till nothing else was left

They crashed upon the naked shores
Like children of the thunder
And every wall they came across
The smashed and tore asunder

The burnt the words of holy men
Carved scars into the nation
But also left their words and ways
While singing their elation

Some stayed in the conquered lands
Creating yet more divides
Their echoes ring across the years
In our veins their blood resides

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Poem a day challenge #232 (Golden Waves)

Golden Waves

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Waves of gold crash onto the shore
Bringing fire and steel and songs and roars
Colour and light bleed into the dark
Writing new borders,new Gods, new laws

Times of war and the shining axe
The pagan, the warrior, the thegn
The land divided up once more
Darkness was here again

Lost the marble luxuries
Returned to hall and hearth
Here began the journey
Of these words winding path

And here were born the names
That linger down through time
That give us all identity
Born from conquests crime

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Poem a day challenge #231 (Eagles)

Eagles

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Lines upon lines
Red and gold
Standing against
The wild blue bold

A stamps of order
And authority
Here is born
Conformity

Silk and steel
Rules the land
Gifts and death
In this hand

Shapes indelible
Left on the land
Words both spoken
And written in sand

Strength and order
The order of the day
The eagles left
Their order will stay

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Sir Richard Francis Burton

By Scott Bailey

If ever you are looking for a good and somewhat different biography to read them try Burton: A Biography of Sir Richard Francis Burton by Byron Farwell.

I am not one for biographies myself – I only read this one due to the fact that he was featured in one of my favourite old time Science Fiction series – the Riverworld books by Philip Jose Farmer. A series where every single person who ever lived is resurrected on one world all at once – just a fantastic premise in itself.

Farmer uses Burton as the main character of the first book (and others later on.)  He writes him with such passion and paints him in such an interesting way that you can’t help but find out more about him.

So I delved into this biography. Farmer had only painted a small part of his life!

Sir Richard Francis Burton, in reality, was  – complicated.

He was a man of extremes. In many ways, he was extremely admirable. On other extremely reprehensible! Unforgivably so.

He achieved more in his lifetime than many of us could on six, seven, eight lifetimes! But is beliefs were bigoted and selfish, to say the least.

For example:

He was an avid supporter of slavery! He believed women’s places were in the home or the bed! He was vehemently anti-semitic and wrote several books that still cause controversy today!

You could argue he was a product of his time but he was an intelligent man and there were plenty of contemporaries who were seeing past the constraints of their society and challenging the established views.

He was a womaniser – had affairs, frequented brothels. He was a brawler – fought at the drop of a hat earning him the nickname Ruffian Dick. He disregarded authority of all kinds and went his own way, expelled from University and often AWOL from his army career.

However:

On the flip side.

He was one of the foremost fencers of the time inventing some new moves.

He was a masterful linguist  – he was fluent in 24 languages – and in many of the different dialects of them. So much so he could pass himself off as a local in many places. He learnt much of it from prostitutes!

He was a master of disguise – not just in the fact he could dress up, makeup and talk like the locals. But that he understood them, he took the time to know their customs and etiquette, the foibles without which he would have been betrayed as an outsider. He immersed himself in their culture.

He made seven pilgrimages in his life.  Studying and being accepted into various religions – understanding their teachings while not believing any of them.

He was the epitome of an explorer, making dangerous journey in strange lands, suffering illness and injury, going back for more and pressing on.

He explored and brought to light the many sexual practices from around the world. He brought much middle eastern and eastern culture to our consciousness. He brought us translations of the Thousand and One Nights, the Karma Sutra and the Perfumed Garden.

So as I said, complicated.

It brings up a problem we often have with heroes. We want them to be perfect. We want all those good qualities without the bad. But life is not like that – people are not like that.

We kind of know that – we try and accommodate it. Modern day fictional heroes have their flaws, they are dark and brooding and have emotional baggage. But nothing we can’t handle – nothing really reprehensible.

So it got me thinking. I have a real problem with Sir Richard Francis Burton. I admire what he achieved. I dislike what he was as a person. I certainly would not like not have known him personally. 

And I see a reflection of modern men in this dilemma. I have written here about how men (and everyone in fact) are demonised in modern media. On the other side, we are brought up with a set of ideals about what a man should be what we should strive to be.

We end up with conflicting views – an ideal – heroic man to strive for, and the wretch the world tells us we are.

The conflict I feel when thinking about Richard Francis Burton is the conflict we feel about modern men – he is a kind of reflection of us.

We should, I think – start to accept our flaws more, try to improve and eliminate them, yes, but give ourselves a break. They are a part of us, a part of our nature. Nobody is perfect – natures abhors perfection as much as a vacuum.  Perfection does not exist so let’s stop trying to achieve it.

Anyway, ramble over.

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Mankind Limited – The Secret

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Read an excerpt here.

Available as

Kindle

or hardback

from Amazon

or CreateSpace

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Poem a day challenge #230 (Iron)

Iron

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Hard, cold and grey
Dull and unreflective
Sharpened for weapons of war
Blunted for tools of toil

Yet there is more
Glowing in the forge
Twisted into marble patterns
Delicate chains and swirls

Mounts for jewels
Brooches for queens
Pins and forks and hooks
A myriad of ideas were born

Flowing from use to form
New forms growing fast
The sword fights, the lock defends
The cauldron holds the feast

Times of war and growth of lore
Times of great halls a roaring
Look past the iron-grey mist of time
To see the colours flower

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Poem a day challenge #229 (Stone and Bronze)

Stone and Bronze

By Scott Bailey © 2014

They left a legacy written in stone
Plain for all to see
Yet there are less lucid signs
Discovered carefully

Lines that lay across the land
Tales of times gone by
Showing us in hidden ways
To be read by those who try

The tracks we walked long ago
The boundaries of old
A story laid on every hill
And every vale and fold.

And on our tongues and in our tales
Echoes of the past
Holy places beyond the cross
Beyond a gulf so vast

Shapes and forms from ancient times
Still glimpsed within the heart
Of dance and song and tales that burn
And every blessed art

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Poem a day challenge #228 (Committed)

Committed

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Decisions taken
Gateways opened, paths chosen
Following hope’s trail

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Poem a day challenge #227 (Unreasoned)

Unreasoned

By Scott Bailey © 2014

So they gathered through all the seasons
No plan, no goal, no reason
Anyone would have thought they had agoraphobia
Reality, they imagined, could be held back forever

Socially seeking some satisfying Saturdays
Never needing new nighttime neon
All agreeing an admirable agenda
Rich raw results really render

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Poem a day challenge #226 (The Path)

The Path

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The story lingers
on. History casts its shadow
Misty Times ahead

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General

Cover for new Short Story Collection

Scott Andrew Bailey - Author

You may have noticed that I have been dong very little original posting on here lately – I have mostly been reposting old poems.

This is because I have been trying (with limited success) to concentrate on getting together a collection of short stories to publish. This is still ongoing.

Of course part of this is trying to get together a cover. I thought about getting it designed professionally this time but can’t afford it. My last two attempts were so-so.

Anyway, I have little choice but to try again myself this time. So this is my fist attempt.

I would appreciate any thoughts – feedback. Mainly – does it grab your attention?

13talescover

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Mankind Limited – Fascinated

 

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Read an excerpt here.

Available as

Kindle

or hardback

from Amazon

or CreateSpace

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Poem a day challenge #225 (Boxes)

Boxes

By Scott Bailey © 2014

I have been put in so many boxes
No wonder I have lost my head
My left hand has lost the right
My heart is by the brown bread
My eyes are somewhere dark and grim
Can’t tell where or when
My feet are tied to a tired path
They wander again and again
But it doesn’t matter
My imagination can fly

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Poem a day challenge #224 (What Ifs)

What Ifs

By Scott Bailey © 2014

What ifs hang on
Like poisoned barbs
Even in the face of reality
All reason tells you
Let them go
Rip them from the flesh
Yet deep they go
Sharp their points
Beyond the anaesthetic
Of mere words
So rise up
From the river
Of doubt
Rip that flesh and bleed
Step on the shore of tomorrow
Healing first needs hurt

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Poem a day challenge #223 (Seawall)

Seawall

By Scott Bailey © 2014

 

I
Once held back the sea
My name lent to these lands
I
Wandered since the dawn of time
Wander lonely still
I
The unseen walker in the trees
Always close behind
I
The whisperer good rulers heed
Then drowned out by greed
I
have been, am still, will be
When the time is right
I
Fatherless, explorer, wisdom’s well
Poet for the fight
I
Spark and dart through time and night
Dealing fate some blows 

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Poem a day challenge #222 (Hero)

Hero

By Scott Bailey © 2014

I hold aloft my steel
Scarlet streaked
With invaders blood
My flag whips
High on the hill
A victory that will echo
Across the land
At my feet
The dead
Men women and children
Warriors and supporters
Murder of an infant nation
That will yet rise again
Yet
My sword and I
Will be hailed
Through history
The hero and his weapon

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Poem a day challenge #221 (In the Hood)

In the Hood

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Brushed by crowded, swaying ferns
The scent of warm loam arises
Silence reigns, no birdsong rings
Signs missed by the men approaching
With their plunder they blunder along
Beneath the high arched canopy
And a new scent mingles with forest smells
fear and anticipation
Smooth and straight and true the shaft
Hard the piercing point
Today the plunder will be reclaimed
The price repaid in blood
Together, in silence, we draw our bows

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Cover for new Short Story Collection

You may have noticed that I have been dong very little original posting on here lately – I have mostly been reposting old poems.

This is because I have been trying (with limited success) to concentrate on getting together a collection of short stories to publish. This is still ongoing.

Of course part of this is trying to get together a cover. I thought about getting it designed professionally this time but can’t afford it. My last two attempts were so-so.

Anyway, I have little choice but to try again myself this time. So this is my fist attempt.

I would appreciate any thoughts – feedback. Mainly – does it grab your attention?

13talescover

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Cover for new Short Story Collection

You may have noticed that I have been dong very little original posting on here lately – I have mostly been reposting old poems.

This is because I have been trying (with limited success) to concentrate on getting together a collection of short stories to publish. This is still ongoing.

Of course part of this is trying to get together a cover. I thought about getting it designed professionally this time but can’t afford it. My last two attempts were so-so.

Anyway, I have little choice but to try again myself this time. So this is my fist attempt.

I would appreciate any thoughts – feedback. Mainly – does it grab your attention?

13talescover

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Poem a day challenge #220 (All I Am)

All I Am

By Scott Bailey © 2014

A pillow, a rock,
A wage slave and a lover
Is this all I am

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Poem a day challenge #219 (Winter Winds)

Winter Winds

By Scott Bailey © 2014

My head is twirling
And whirling like winter winds
Against solid stone
 

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Poem a day challenge #218 (Opium is not the only Drug)

Opium is not the only Drug

By Scott Bailey © 2014

The lord of darkness cometh
draped in shades of grey
So many tastes of opium
are available today
Opium is not the only drug
to while away the hours
So much poison sugar
before which reason cowers
For every palette there’s a taste
for every twisted dream
On endless shelves in endless dens
the merchandise does gleam
So the sellers sell us
down the river deep
To dream our dreams of sweet success
though we do not sleep
And while we dream on endlessly
the future will never bring
The day we rise up and in hand
to solve
anything
 

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Poem a day challenge #217 (Fury and Wonder)

Fury and Wonder

By Scott Bailey © 2014

We need fury and wonder
to fire our song
But the fire is dim
the spark long gone
So sift through the ashes
for an ember that glows
To tend and to blow
through the wind and the snows
And build from the ashes
a new song, a new light
That burns with new fury
to banish the night
 

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Poem a day challenge #216 (Sound Song)

Sound Song

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Ho. Ah.
So, lah
Row far
LowGo shah
in kar
sar rah
sea

Hic ar tee, sec ar tee, el ar tee, ho
Billowing, willowing echoing deep
Dark shadows from afar
 

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Sir Richard Francis Burton

By Scott Bailey

If ever you are looking for a good and somewhat different biography to read them try Burton: A Biography of Sir Richard Francis Burton by Byron Farwell.

I am not one for biographies myself – I only read this one due to the fact that he was featured in one of my favourite old time Science Fiction series – the Riverworld books by Philip Jose Farmer. A series where every single person who ever lived is resurrected on one world all at once – just a fantastic premise in itself.

Farmer uses Burton as the main character of the first book (and others later on.)  He writes him with such passion and paints him in such an interesting way that you can’t help but find out more about him.

So I delved into this biography. Farmer had only painted a small part of his life!

Sir Richard Francis Burton, in reality, was  – complicated.

He was a man of extremes. In many ways, he was extremely admirable. On other extremely reprehensible! Unforgivably so.

He achieved more in his lifetime than many of us could on six, seven, eight lifetimes! But is beliefs were bigoted and selfish, to say the least.

For example:

He was an avid supporter of slavery! He believed women’s places were in the home or the bed! He was vehemently anti-semitic and wrote several books that still cause controversy today!

You could argue he was a product of his time but he was an intelligent man and there were plenty of contemporaries who were seeing past the constraints of their society and challenging the established views.

He was a womaniser – had affairs, frequented brothels. He was a brawler – fought at the drop of a hat earning him the nickname Ruffian Dick. He disregarded authority of all kinds and went his own way, expelled from University and often AWOL from his army career.

However:

On the flip side.

He was one of the foremost fencers of the time inventing some new moves.

He was a masterful linguist  – he was fluent in 24 languages – and in many of the different dialects of them. So much so he could pass himself off as a local in many places. He learnt much of it from prostitutes!

He was a master of disguise – not just in the fact he could dress up, makeup and talk like the locals. But that he understood them, he took the time to know their customs and etiquette, the foibles without which he would have been betrayed as an outsider. He immersed himself in their culture.

He made seven pilgrimages in his life.  Studying and being accepted into various religions – understanding their teachings while not believing any of them.

He was the epitome of an explorer, making dangerous journey in strange lands, suffering illness and injury, going back for more and pressing on.

He explored and brought to light the many sexual practices from around the world. He brought much middle eastern and eastern culture to our consciousness. He brought us translations of the Thousand and One Nights, the Karma Sutra and the Perfumed Garden.

So as I said, complicated.

It brings up a problem we often have with heroes. We want them to be perfect. We want all those good qualities without the bad. But life is not like that – people are not like that.

We kind of know that – we try and accommodate it. Modern day fictional heroes have their flaws, they are dark and brooding and have emotional baggage. But nothing we can’t handle – nothing really reprehensible.

So it got me thinking. I have a real problem with Sir Richard Francis Burton. I admire what he achieved. I dislike what he was as a person. I certainly would not like not have known him personally. 

And I see a reflection of modern men in this dilemma. I have written here about how men (and everyone in fact) are demonised in modern media. On the other side, we are brought up with a set of ideals about what a man should be what we should strive to be.

We end up with conflicting views – an ideal – heroic man to strive for, and the wretch the world tells us we are.

The conflict I feel when thinking about Richard Francis Burton is the conflict we feel about modern men – he is a kind of reflection of us.

We should, I think – start to accept our flaws more, try to improve and eliminate them, yes, but give ourselves a break. They are a part of us, a part of our nature. Nobody is perfect – natures abhors perfection as much as a vacuum.  Perfection does not exist so let’s stop trying to achieve it.

Anyway, ramble over.

Creative Writing, Poetry, Writing

Clouds

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Sunlight streams through clouds
Warm, cascading waterfalls
Dispelled by a breeze

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #115 Clouds&Sunshine

#Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

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Mankind Ltd – What Right?

quotescover-PNG-23

What right had she to make decisions for other people?

What had made her think that those posters were true?

How dare she have the courage to break those chains?

By Scott Bailey 

Read an excerpt here.

Available as

Kindle

or hardback

from Amazon

or CreateSpace

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Poem a day challenge #215 (Teeth)

Teeth

By Scott Bailey © 2013

The cold reaches deep
Frozen icicles of time
Teeth in red-hot jaws

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Poem a day challenge #214 (Human Race)

Human Race

By Scott Bailey © 2013

So we draw to the close of another year
An arbitrary space of time
And to me only one thing is clear
That out of the minutes does climb
Despite all the doom and the pressure
Despite all my weakness and fails
No matter my railing at life
No matter my aches and my wails
I am loved by the people around me
My wife and my smiling son
If life is a human race
Then I concede I have won.

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Poem a day challenge #213 (Time)

Time

By Scott Bailey © 2013

There’s not enough time
In my everyday life
For me to exist

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