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Burnt

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Burnt

Ashes
to
Ashes
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Purple Star

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Deep bright purple star.
Piercing from the depths of roiling blue gas clouds
And a million billion stars
Outshining Venus and Mars
Swathes like silver​ paths
Some gathered in spiral wheels
And between them in the sparse dark spaces
Ships blink and travel on by.
A memory from the deepest well of childhood.
A memory that could not have been.

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 31/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Burnt 

Remember yesterday, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind?

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Fire

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Burning down the house

The mountain rained fire
Castle trembled, emptied of life
In time, forgotten
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Meaningless

By Scott Bailey © 2017

Meaningless
Less meaning
All our words
Our angry words
Falling on deaf ears
Met with serious frowns
Hiding sneering laughter
Less
Less
Nothing
Only the attempt
Gives us life

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 30/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Burning down the house 

Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?

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Through the Window

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Through the window

Blue and yellow flashes
Many shades of tan and brown
Black deep with sheens of rainbows
And a brazen red singer
Finally, the black and yellow friend.
The visitors to the table today
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Ordinary

By Scott Bailey © 2017

Ordinary
Normal
Steadfast
Boring
Nah!
That doesn’t make any money
Excite them
Stimulate them
Make them play
Make them pay
Milk them
Like the cattle they are

I yearn
For ordinary

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 29/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Through the window

Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.

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Ode to a playground

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Ode to a playground

There are live in graves
Where I used to play
Cramped houses
Looking all proud and clean
Destined to become slums
All dumped on
The orchards of my childhood
The woods where I played

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Dreams

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Dreams flying away
In an excess of real life
The stars just don’t care

Image from Pixabay

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 28/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Ode to a playground 

A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

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Sliced Bread

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Sliced Bread

Ten thousand songs 
In the palm of my hand
I dreamed of always having music
In my ears
I was in love
And I wanted the object of my love
Near me always
Now I have
The iPod, The smartphone
For the music alone
Is the best thing
Since sliced bread
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Leagues

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Today’s tragedy
Is the damn acceptance of
Bloody league tables!

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 27/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Sliced bread 

Most of us have heard the saying, “That’s the best thing since sliced bread!” What do you think is actually the best thing since sliced bread?

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Music

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Musical

Music gives us
Emotion without consequence
Exploration without responsibility
Imagination without boundaries
It is the perfect space
To reflect our 
Perfect selves
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Minimal

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Minimal contact
Minimal support
Minimal communication
Maximum propaganda

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 26/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Musical 

What role does music play in your life?

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Eulogy

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Dearly Departed

Here I lie
A dreamer
Who fell in love with the ephemeral
And never
Made those dreams
Concrete

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Instinct

By Scott Bailey © 2017

Is knowing when to fight

And when to absorb the blow

Today was absorption

Tomorrow…

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 25/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Dearly departed 

Write your own eulogy.

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Ready, Steady

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Ready, set go!

Go!
They say, write
Don’t think
Just write
But for me
That defeats the purpose
I write because I can’t talk
At least I can’t talk eloquently
I cannot frame my argument
Or my thoughts
In the best way
Only when I have walked away
I write
So I can think
So I can find the best words
To say what I 
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Immerse

By Scott Bailey © 2017

Immersed in purple
Drifting in a swirling cloud
Sparkles in the distance
In the deeper swirls
And somewhere
Deeper
Beats the pulse
Of the roaring
Burning heart

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 24/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Ready, set, go 

Set a timer for ten minutes. Open a new post. Start the timer, and start writing. When the timer goes off, publish. 

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Shipwrecked

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Shipwrecked

I am shipwrecked
I sailed a sea of honesty and regret
I did not see the storm coming
So here I am
On an island
No resource or escape
And the horizon
Is endless
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Warm Crackle

By Scott Bailey © 2017

There once was a time

When the crackle of vinyl

Was the path to love

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 23/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Shipwrecked 

Read the story of Richard Parker and Tom Dudley. Is what Dudley did defensible? What would you have done?

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Northern Beauty

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, I got skills

“Look at the sky! That is beautiful!”

There were gasps around me but I was enrapt. Above me, the northern lights were on fire. I had seen them before of course, living here. But this was something else. It was as if they had decided to mark the occasion with an extra special show.

I was entranced. It felt like I had been waiting for this my whole life. Like this was its purpose, to be here, on this night and witness this.

On the edge of my awareness, I could hear people calling my name. I tuned them out. I wanted to savour this, drink in every moment without distraction.

By the time I saw the wave it was too late. There was no way to escape it.

So I turned to face it and embraced every facet of its beauty and power.

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Twist and Shout

By Scott Bailey © 2017

A shout from the earth
Twisting rivers of fire
Cascade to the sea

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 22/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

I got skills 

If you could choose to be a master (or mistress) of any skill in the world, which skill would you pick?

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Sweet 16

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Sweet 16

When I was just sixteen
I wanted to change the world
Bring peace, fix all the problems
By twenty one I knew that was not to be
Instead, I would leave a legacy
Something by which the future would remember me
By thirty, the world was down and dirty
I was fighting for my place
By forty I was planning for those to come
By fifty I was fearing the legacy we were leaving
Now
I only crave peace
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Murmurations

Dusk murmurations
Like a ballet in the sky
Whirling evening swirls
Ordered by some hidden sign
Steeling for the long flight home

Image from Pixabay

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 21/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Sweet sixteen 

When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like? Does it look like that? Is that a good thing? 

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Rules

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Breaking the law

I have lived in fear of breaking the rules
While the party of fools
And partied
Why
Did I fear
Adhere
Keep clear
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Pattern

By Scott Bailey 2017


When the pattern has grown grey and tired
When the plaid is threadbare and thin
Break out the paint and the brushes
And graffiti the fucking walls!

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 20/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Breaking the law 

Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?

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Run up and down the scales

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Apply yourself

Run up and down the scales
Patience they say is the key
To be a master of music
Run up and down the scales

Run up and down the scales
Repetition and I don’t agree
It’s just not how I learn
Run up and down the scales

Run up and down the scales
I like to hop, skip and soar
Produce something bad and improve
Run up and down the scales

Run up and down the scales
It’s still not a tune
Not even pleasant to the ear
Run up and down the scales

Run up and down the scales
When will my guitar gently weep?
When will the crowd cry for more!
Run up and down the scales

Run up and down the scales
I think you are getting my point
Patience. Patience is the key.
Run up and…. sod this! It’s brain surgery for me.
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Abstract

By Scott Bailey 2017


Abstract
That seems to be the government’s plan
Absent
And
Subtracting
Taking away
From those who need it most
With a complete lack or guilt
Or morals

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 19/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Apply yourself 

Describe your last attempt to learn something that did not come easily to you.

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Home

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, free association.

The rain on the soil
Leads us to the homeward road
Where roots are deepest
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The Man in the Meadow

By Scott Bailey 2017

She had brought it on a whim at a garage sale. The woman who sold it had practically thrown it at her when she enquired, took only 50p. With bloodshot eyes, she spat the tale.

“She must have brought it for him! I have never seen before.”

She, it turned out, was some mysterious floozy who had apparently stolen her husband. He had disappeared one night leaving everything behind. His wife had found the picture hanging in his study. She assumed it was from her.

Now it hung in Suzanne’s hall. As she looked at it in greater detail it did not seem a likely love gift.

It was a simple landscape.  A green field of swaying grass and in the distance a lonely figure. A man she thought but there was no telling why.

A simple image but compelling. The nuances of the colour were subtle and lifelike. She could almost feel the grass swaying. She wondered where the man was walking to. He seemed to be disappearing into the horizon.

A simple picture that had drawn her eye from the moment she saw it.

And so it continued to. As she went about her daily business she kept passing by and stopping to appreciate her new find.

In fact, she realised that she was finding the least excuse to pass that way more and more often. She laughed at herself. What a silly obsession!

But she did not stop.

Finally, she went to bed.

She could not sleep. The picture played on her mind. There was something about it. Something she was not seeing. There must be some subliminal symbol or hidden message that was trying to call out to her.

She tried to ignore it and get to sleep.

She could not.

There was something about the picture!

Something wrong.

She got out of bed. Went back down to the hall and stared at it.

It was mesmerising. The brush strokes were so fantastically real.  Had she stumbled on some forgotten or lost masterpiece? The grass almost seemed to be moving, rippling like water in the wind.

No! It was moving! And the figure, the man. He was closer! Holding out his hand in invitation….


He had not noticed the picture in the catalogue. But now, here in the auction room, it drew him. The fact that it was from the house clearance of a mysteriously missing woman somehow added to his desire for it. It seemed to have no worth. It was described simply as “Man and Woman in Grassy Meadow”. Artist unknown.

He had to have it!

He would pay dearly for it!

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 18/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Free association 

Write down the first words that come to mind when we say . . . home. . . soil. . . rain. Use those words in the title of your post. 

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Hesitation

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, In a crisis 

Vacillate, hesitate
That would be me 
In a crisis
I know
But I would not be alone
We should be thankful
For the impetuous
In a crisis
In these days
They are a pain

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The Future

By Scott Bailey 2017

I ruminate on my future
I have grown weary
My skills and senses
Blunted
A plough driven too long

I must change
Or something must change
Nervous
I must arise again
Be alive again
Feed!

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 17/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

In a crisis 

Honestly evaluate the way you respond to crisis situations. Are you happy with the way you react?

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Knowledge

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Toot your horn

A tenuous connection but that’s how my mind works.

Knowledge is nothing
To admit your ignorance
That is true wisdom

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Swarm

By Scott Bailey 2017

Around the towering icon
The overgrown child
The mad fool with power
They swarmed
Bringing their stings
And their anger
Buzzing at last!

On the sidelines
Stood the keepers
Ready with their smoke
Ready to reap their honey

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Scott’s Daily Prompt 16/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Toot your horn 

Most of us are excellent at being self-deprecating and are not so good at the opposite. Tell us your favourite thing about yourself.

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Polite Company

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Polite Company

Polite company
Will not let you grow
It will smother you
With comfort
Only the harshest critics
Will allow you
To find the best seeds
To sow
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The Colourful King

By Scott Bailey © 2017

The kingfisher marks

The day with a drip, drip, then

Flashing, splashing colour.