By Scott Bailey © 2017
Let not victory
Excite you too much, karma
Has her eye on you

Let not victory
Excite you too much, karma
Has her eye on you

Today’s prompt is. 180 degrees
Tell us about a time you did a 180 — changed your views on something, reversed a decision, or acted in a way you ordinarily don’t.

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Silver screen
Look into the eyes of the dragon and despair.
The beast is released.
They thought it tame
Thought it was a game
Now
It’s free
And they will pay the consequences
Of their fear

The quote, the first line of the poem, is from my favourite film, Excalibur by John Boorman, spoken by Merlin.

Government Guide to Hospitality
We welcome you with open arms
If you can afford it
If not, go to hell

Today’s prompt is. Silver screen
Take a quote from your favorite movie — there’s the title of
your post. Now, write!

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Erasure
There are days
We wish to erase
But would we be the same
Without the pain
Without the shame
Still…

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Ghostwriter
I don't need a ghostwriter
I need a ghostwriter
Ghostparenter
Ghostlover
I need someone
To live my life
While I write

Today’s prompt is. Erasure
You have the choice to erase one incident from your past, as though it never happened. What would you erase and why?

Lab rats
In a maze
Looking for
The exit
The Prize
The BIG CHEESE
Suppressing
Suspicion
Sure knowledge
The maze is it
The maze is all

Today’s prompt is. Ghostwriter
If you could have any author –living or dead – write your biography, who would you choose?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Playlist
The story of the impossible The impossible climb Save the last dance for me While the world burns around us I’m a believer But I cannot believe what I see Walk away Never really a choice Nights in white satin But no knights to defend

Ignoring the suggestion again and instead, I am taking the first five random songs from a mix that my music player gave me – which is a mix of my own chosen songs and others it suggests I might like. So the five titles I interspersed with my thoughts.
Pink
A delicate shade
Of colour
Hijacked
By toy makers and marketers
To smash young minds
Into shape
And conformity
Give it back
To salmon
And cold autumn evenings
To flushed skin
And lips
And artists
And leather bound books
And bank notes
And fresh ink
Pink

Today’s prompt is. Playlist of the week
Tell us how your week went by putting together a playlist of five songs that represent it.

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, VIP
My wife
My life
My every breath
Together
Forever
Until death
This is the way
We need more today
Love

Today’s prompt is. VIP
Who’s the most important person in your life — and how would your day-to-day existence be different without them?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Fantasy
Looking after their friends Interests It’s what they excel at Imagining them being able to cope beyond that Is just fantasy Welcome to your government

So the soldier walks alone
beneath the
starry night
He has no aim but distance
from the bloody fight
But the war it still pursues him
snapping at his heels
He slips into the forest deep
beyond those broken hills
O glory days
Those glory days
They’ve shattered
and they fade
They only left a rumour
A shadow
where they laid
So the sword is silenced
with a deep and lasting chill
In his heart, the war goes on
the beating never still
Behind the hallowed orders
that laid so many low
Is revealed the empty truth
the sickest, cruellest blow
O glory days
Those glory days
They’re gone
they never were
So the soldier walks away
from guilt
that he defers

Today’s prompt is. Fantasy
The Tooth Fairy (or Easter Bunny, or Santa Claus . . .) : a fun and harmless fiction, or a pointless justification for lying to children?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Seven Days
In only seven days
The world was turned upside down
The lovers of peace
Watched it drain away
The shadow looms
The wall is too high

The lonely tree
Stood atop the blasted hill
Stark
Barren branches snatching
Rays from a mist-shrouded sun
Every now and then
Upon an errant breeze
Flits a weary bird
Resting one more time
On its final flight
Then falls
All around the roots
Dead birds and ash
Giving meager succour
To the lonely tree
One day
From that blood-soaked soil
This tree’s seed will rise
Green will conquer grey
Once more
But too late
For this final witness
Of our fall

#ClimateStrike
Today’s prompt is. Seven days
You wake up tomorrow morning to find all your plans have been cancelled for the next seven days and $10,000 on your dresser. Tell us about your week.

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Grown up
In our depths
There is a repressed scream
Distant
Held back
Leaking through
As stress
As inexplicable grief
As depression
But what that scream really is
Is the child inside
Yearning for escape

So it seems to me that beyond the news
Beyond the web of the media spin
There are places still where the only views
Are battlegrounds full of unearthly din
I see the most pious places burning
Where the holy words still hold high accord
Where simple souls for peace are still yearning
The peace that those holy words won’t afford
Yet here where reason and science abound
We live comfy lives secure in our ways
No bombs rain down on our manicured ground
There is no revolt, no passion ablaze
There’s something wrong with this picture I see
Is it really this way, can you tell me?

Today’s prompt is. All grown up
When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Perspective
Some say they are liberators
Others say they’re invaders
This conflict dominates the news
But the only view that counts
Is the victims

Sunset of the plain
Buffalo are running fast
Into leaden death

Today’s prompt is. Perspective
Write about the last disagreement you had with a friend or family member — from their perspective.

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Twenty Five
The blackbird perches
High in the silver elm tree
The wind tests the trunk

A quick one – a haiku written without the letter o.
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, No Thanks
Visitors from the stars
Passing by
Would be appalled
And leave well alone
Abandon us
As the hopeless savages we are

One lumen
The light of a candle
It can be seen they say
For many miles
Candles burn tonight
One for each lost angel
Light that will been seen over many years
Still bright in our minds
A million candles
A fiery sun of bittersweet memories
The burning potential
Of lives that never were

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams
Today’s prompt is. Twenty-five
There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

They trickle in
The protesters, the bitter, the dispossessed, the poor
They swirl in slow currents
Exchanging thoughts, views, ideas.
An oasis for the outcasts
The Man sits by the pool
And fishes
Taking what he needs
Watching the rest
The pool holds no threat

Today’s prompt is. No, thanks
Is there a place in the world you never want to visit? Where, and why not?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Places
The forest
Is always calling
Deep in my heart
The scent of fern and bark
Takes me back
To where I belong

All around me
Lies
The ruins of young
Dreams
Away from me hope
Flies
Bursting at the
Seams
So where to go
Now
The truth has been
Exposed
When you don’t know
How
To let go what you
Supposed
Find a new path to
Walk
Step up to the
Task
Start the do and stop the
Talk
Start the make and stop the
Ask
Man up and face the
Truth
You’ve faced worse and
Survived
You’re longer in the tooth
Time to come
Alive

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams
Today’s prompt is. Places
Beach, mountain, forest, or somewhere else entirely?

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Back to the Future
I whispered through a wormhole
Sending back words
Of wisdom to myself
Be braver – I said.
Take risks – have more confidence
Avoid this safe, stable life I look back on
It must have worked
Now, I rule the world with terror

Today’s prompt is. Back to the future
A service has been invented through which you can send messages to people in the future. To whom would you send something, and what would you write?
