Spent

By Scott Bailey © 2016

My life is being spent
Waiting outside shops
Herding kids
Driving
Working for reasons unknown
On maintenance

Not on friends or laughter
Not on relaxation
Not on health
Not on passions

Tick-tock, tick-tock
Life’s precious coin
Being spent
For very little change

Time
Image from Pixabay

Poem a day challenge #124 (Rising Tide)

Rising Tide

By Scott Bailey © 2013

From the shallows to the icy deep
Where dolphins dance and starfish sleep
Through swaying kale and shifting sand
Feel the touch of an oily hand

Where lights speed by in total dark
Where rest many a sunken ark
Where through the kale fish do slip
Feel a cold and choking grip

Where bubbles rise and currents surge
Where waters from the heavens merge
Where weight does crush both bones and rock
Feel the iron fingers lock

And here my heart it swells and roars
From roiling dark to shattered shores
And I will rise with fury’s might
And crush the hand that picks this fight

So fear the shark with jaws that rend
And the mighty swell that shall bend
Every fence and dam and wall
And drown the rumble of cliffs that fall

And when the hand has done its deed
You will curse your dirty seed
And then, at last, you will see
How small you are beside the sea

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Poem a day challenge #112 (News)

News

By Scott Bailey © 2013

What’s behind the story
What is the reason for that news
Who gets the benefit, the prize
The envelope with the bread
The law successfully passed
The company tracked greased
Somebody’s life made easier
At the cost of somebody else

 
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Poem a day challenge #103 (Explorers)

Explorers

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Wandering the shore
Through new lands everyday
Ancient fishermen

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Poem a day challenge #96 (Shadows)

Shadows

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Our voices are simply the shadows
Cast by our dreams and our thought
If the shadows become ineffectual
Then our voices will end up as naught
Yet shadows can give us the outline
Of what is looming above
If we take note of the darkness
We can give those dreams a shove
One thing we must yet remember
To give those shadows a shape
Sunlight is needed behind it
From brightness the dreams will escape.

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Heroes

By Scott Bailey © 2016

All my heroes let me down.
All of them.
I tried to be my own hero.
That. Was the worst.

Fallen Heroes

Poem a day challenge #95 (Debt)

Debt

By Scott Bailey © 1998

Do not lightly discard them
with tales of the foolish bold.
They sat for weeks, for months, for years
in trenches freezing cold.
Sometimes feet simply mouldered
in the sucking mud.
And now and then they’d rise and run
and spill their loyal blood.

Do not belittle the suffering
of soldiers now long dead.
With nothing but talk and songs and bombs
bursting in their head.
Bound together with chains of love
shattered by leaden death.
They ended as they had begun
with cries upon their breath.

Do not lightly remember them
with only paper flowers.
they faced the fear, the pain, the cold,
for hours and hours and hours.
They ran together and fell alone
upon those foreign fields.
Protecting those they loved
those frightened human shields.

Do not read these words and think
that these things are passed.
Do not think you will not hear
that deep and dreadful blast.
Do not sit in decadence
and take for granted peace.
You owe a debt to those who died
and that debt will never cease.

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Poem a day challenge #94 (Web)

Web

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Glistening silver
A delicate spider web
Fallen tree around

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Rivers

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Rivers carve the land
Rocks turn flows: who can resist
The river of stone

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #112 River&Stone

Rivers

#Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

Poem a day challenge #85 (Who’s the Fool)

Who’s the Fool

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Listen to all the anger
Hark at all the fury
Just remember that
You no longer own the jury

Humiliate the whistleblower
Make him out a fool
Wielding propaganda
Like an old blunt tool

Don’t you know we’re cynics now
We can see through all the lies
You will have to do much better
Or suffer the surprise.

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Poem a day challenge #61 (The New)

The New 

By Scott Bailey © 2013

The new can’t replace the should have been
The should have been haunts us forever
Though the new will be a healer
And receive all our love just the same.
It’s pointless being angry at fate
But that doesn’t stop the burn
The frisson on top of everyday stress
For the should have been we always yearn.
The new will have it’s own should have been.
So maybe we will understand.
And make a happier will be.
At least that is the plan.

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Change

By Scott Bailey © 2016

If I stay my path
The world will not mind a bit
So change is a must

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #110 Change&Mind

#Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

Life’s Journey

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Chancing to look up
Seeking hope on my journey
I trip and stumble

Life's Journey

 

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #109-Hope&Up

#Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

Wordless

By Scott Bailey © 2016

 

Benakeri sorful do

Lillytigh shamton benigh

Alluver ecater feru

Selater erater canoo

And that is how I feel

Light and Drak

No Beer

By Scott Bailey © 2016

 

Not a beer in the house
For this thirsty mouse
Just silent walls and noise
The chaos of standing still

So much energy
Put into going nowhere

Beer

The Lies We Tell Boys

The media lies. We all know that. Sometimes, though, it is very subtle.

Like what it tells us about being a man.

Everything we see gives us the same message. The brash businessman dispensing his wisdom, the cocky chancer charming the ladies, the whisky guzzling spy or DCI. Even the greedy bankers and the corrupt politicians – who we all condemn but are still reaping their rewards.

They all tell us the same thing – to be a man and be a success – be strong, take what you want! No one will give it to you so grab it with both hands.

Far more subtly than that but that’s the message.

I have come to a different conclusion lately. To be a man, properly (and I don’t claim to be this by ay means) you have to learn to give. To give of your strength – and to keep giving when your strength has run out. Give your strength to those you care about.

When you’re in love
Nothing matters
Yes, there are annoyances
Sacrifices
Anger
Even tears
Nothing matters
Savour the moments
Bask in the sunlight of her smile
Be warmed by her touch
And keep on giving
Your strength

By Scott Bailey © 2016

A Spring of Dreams has a Spring in Sales

Well a bit anyway – but how’s this for a jump in sales rank!

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A jump of 923,067 ranks! Come on! Buy a few more people – just a couple – I might get to number one!

Thank you whoever brought the latest copies – my ego needed it.

 

A Spring of Dreams – Quote 6

Kerching-Kerchang-Pow

Nation

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Kerching! Kerchang! Pow!
Our economy picks up!
Soul still desolate.

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A Spring of Dreams – Quote 5

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Trench

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Dancing with my wife,
last week the telegraph came:
Coughs ring round the trench.

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A Spring of Dreams – Quote 4

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Sparks

By Scott Bailey © 2013

A sad shadow falls
Casting gloom over our dreams:
Sparks dispel the dark!

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A Spring of Dreams – Quote 3

 

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Words

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Wherever words roam
Over fantastical lands
The heart rests at home.

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A Spring of Dreams – Quote 2

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Senryu: Cross

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Fleeing from killers
The child runs desperately
To fill out a form.

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A Spring of Dreams – Quote

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Lantern

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Old light from the past
Is still illumination
Wisdom echoes far

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Play

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Water traces curves
Of showered, moist skin, fingers
Follow down to play

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #89 Shower&Play

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#Ronovan #Writes #Haiku #Challenge

Breakdown

By Scott Bailey © 2016

I’m having a breakdown
Pieces of me
falling away
Nail hammered
Into my skull
Nail hammered
Into the lid
Of the final bed
I’m having a breakdown

Come on in
Join in the fun
Let’s fly
The quivering eyes
Give rise to the sight
Slipping away from me
Come on in

Rage,
Rage,
Rage
Nothing but rage
At my age to much
To see
You see
Rage

I’m having a breakdown
Come on in
Rage, rage, rage.

House of Dreams

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Substance over style
Fresh political approach
Or a dream too far

In response to RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #80

Start the year with poetry – Still available 365 poems just for your enjoyment.

The result of a year-long challenge to write a poem a day for a year. Raw and accessible poems of many moods.

Presented as they were written and so reflecting my mood, my life and my time constraints at the time.

 Available as

Kindle

or hardback

from Amazon

The Nazi

By Scott Bailey © 2015

The Nazi
Sat alone in his crowded cell
His ghosts reminded him that they had failed too
“One day. One day….”

Other ghosts waited
A mighty horde
Waiting patiently
For him

The Nazi

Scars

By Scott Bailey © 2015

There is a small group of people
I do not know them
But they watched my tears
As I watched him die
And they carry that moment
In their hearts
I hope
They find it strengthens them
Like a scar
Or a broken bone
It does not me

Weeping

Thoughts

By Scott Bailey © 2015

Streams
Tears
All water
That wear
And tear
Rocks
And Hearts
Rend apart
Things
We believe
Solid

Time
Itself
Will wind down
Darkness
Return
So bathe
In the light
While we can

A different present

If you’re looking for a different gift this year how about a book or two 🙂

Oh – here’s one -> And here‘s another!
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Go on – wrap them up with a nice bow and send them to someone you love 🙂

Slaves

By Scott Bailey © 2015

The best-seller lists
Are full of whips and chains and submission
Is it any wonder
We are slaves

Whips

Rising Rain

By Scott Bailey © 2015

Amorous arousal
Building
Caressed cheeks
Delicious
Enticing
Full
Generous
Hard
Inviting

Play

One Thousand

By Scott Bailey © 2015

 

One thousand obstacles

In between

Me

And what I want to be doing

One thousand  problems

In between

Me

And who I want to be

One thousand sorrows

In between

The world we have

And peace

One Thousand

 

The Sea Seeds Ideas

I read an article the other day (I really should bookmark them as I can’t find it now!) that was about a new Stephen King book due out. It’s a collection of short stories – nothing unusual there. The difference is that he is putting a substantial introduction to each one, about where he was in his life when he wrote them and the thought process that went into writing them.

Now I am not a big Stephen King fan – I don’t really enjoy horror – ghost stories yes but horror’s not my thing. However – his “On Writing” is one of the best books on the subject I have ever read, both entertaining and insightful. It is just as much an autobiography as a book about the art. So I am excited about this one!

And it got me thinking – I thought I would share a bit of my own thought process – how my mind works (sometimes). And perhaps hear from some of you how you go about the business.

So as an example. A friend of mine has just fulfilled one of her dreams and been on an epic sea journey on a tall ship. I was writing her a welcome home message when the a line popped into my head.

“Seafarer wandering over the waves.”

It sounded really good to me – so now its going around in my head – a poem coalescing around it, snippets of lines and images coming together. It will probably bounce around in there for a while until it comes together.

While thinking about it though something else is coming through. A character – this vague woman who is wandering the sea – for some reason, maybe seeking something, maybe running from something – I don’t know yet. There’s not even a story there yet – that one will bounce around in my head event longer.

One of my favourite authors Stephen R Donaldson said that he likes to get two unrelated ideas and smash them together to see where it goes. Maybe I will do that. I have another idea – more fully formed though still with a long way to go. It is about the rise of a political tyrant. Now those two ideas do seem completely unrelated – and I wonder what would grow by trying to put them together – something surprising I think.

I will let them ferment some more – their time hasn’t come yet.

So what about you? How do the seeds of your works begin?

The Sea

Another Arrival!

This is another reason I have been quiet on the blog for a while! Book number two has arrived!

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This one is not a novel but a collection of poems. All the poems I wrote for my year-long Poem a Day Challenge.

So more proofreading and then pressing the button to make it available both on Kindle and Paperback.

It all part of a larger plan – so watch out for more soon.

 

Temporality

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Image Search.”

Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.

So I picked a random word from here – a random word generator. And the eleventh picture was this.

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All Change

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Here we are today
Beavering away like slaves
History forgets

Poem a day challenge #365 (Tower of Stone)

Tower of Stone

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Tower of stone
Where hearts are joined
Names are blessed
Flesh is laid to rest
Still
The tower is stone
And cannot
Learn to love

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #364 (Span)

Span

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Span of stone
Taking some to work
Others home
As it has
For centuries
Others watch

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #363 (Distant Clattering)

Distant Clattering

By Scott Bailey © 2014

A white wedge
Spotted in the corner
Of a run-down shop
Off the track
Joyful memories swell
And from the past
I hear the clattering
Of a metal bowl
Filling with a quarter pound
Of sherbet lemons

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Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #362 (Peppers)

Peppers

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Hot red and burnt orange
The peppers in the pot
Ready to be plucked
And in the dinner popped

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #361 (Gauges)

Gauges

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Whatever happened to gauges
Haven’t seen one for ages
It gives a feeling of age
Does a good gauge
Engineering solid and good
Surrounded by brass or set in wood
The odd jet of steam venting
What were they all preventing

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #360 (On Wing)

On Wing

By Scott Bailey © 2014

On wing
Defying the earth
Submitting to the wind
And trust
Soaring joy
Freedom high
Oh for wings
For real

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #359 (Bluebell Path)

Bluebell Path

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Bluebell path
Goes to the heart
A potent sign
Of where I am
Where I have been
My roots are theirs
We share soil
And shall again

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Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #358 (Splosh)

Splosh

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Splosh
And a little erosion
Helped on
By little hands
Joy is free

Photo By Scott Bailey
Photo By Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #357 (Sleeping Tigers)

Sleeping Tigers

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Living to please
Rather than to be
More on show
Than on the prowl
But in the beating
Heart and genes
Waits the hunter

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By photo Scott Bailey

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The End is Nigh

It’s not a doom laden message. In fact a small celebration. I am getting close to the end of my poem a day for a year challenge! To be honest – it’s already done. I had a bad night a few weeks ago, couldn’t sleep, all the small niggles of life piling up on me chafing. So I sat up and did the last twenty or so. They are all just waiting to be posted one after another.

But that begs the question – what next?

Well I don’t want to stop writing that’s for sure. But I feel a bit like I freewheeling now. I need to step it up a notch, push myself a bit more. However I also need to keep it realistic and achievable. With the poems, though they ruminate in my head for days, weeks even, when I come to write them down its usually fairly quick. Hence I have achieved several goals. First to get something posted each day, but second to put myself back in a state of mind where my creative juices are running all the time. I have to take into account time constraints – especially now that we have a new little one settling in.

Incidentally – I am beginning to see other benefits from this project – that I had hoped for. For a few years now I have really been struggling in certain areas, particularly at work, trying to grasp new programming concepts and methodologies. Even though some of it was very simple. It was getting me down, I was worried I had lost the capacity to learn.

My push to get back writing was, in part, in fear that I could lose the ability to do even that (not that I am claiming a special ability but you see what I mean). I wondered if I might never write again.

Anyway – over the past few days – I have started on a another new project at work (Drawing using HTML5 canvas and JavaScript). It’s all new to me – but – for the first time in ages it’s flowing. I am getting it, and getting it quickly. I feel like a corner has turned there and I think it’s because I am waking up parts of my brain that have been asleep too long. Who knows?

So what next?

My plan now is to write longer pieces less often. However – having the push of a time-table also helped, although I was writing for me I had at the beginning an imaginary audience – now a small but real audience  who were expecting each day’s post.

So here is my idea. I will write one long piece each week. Four or five a month. Furthermore they will be as follows.

1. A short story
2. A film review
3. A book review
4. Just general ramblings.
5 (when needed) another of any of the above.

I will still try to post something each day perhaps more like a journal now, something that happened that day, and every now and then some more poetry.

We will see how it goes.

Oh – and I am also planning to re edit my novel and push on the marketing for that. Plus I will gather together the poems from the year and publish those in an e-book too!

Finally – I am going to make an effort to actually be more social on this social media! I have spent so much time writing on here that I have engaged in much reading or commenting. That is something I need to do more now. I need to feedback and the fertility of ideas bouncing around. Very often something someone says to you – or a particular phrase in somebody’s work can set you off down a completely different train of thought, or give you the kick you need when stuck.  That is the beauty of blogging that I have discovered.

Poem a day challenge #356 (The Final Bang)

The Final Bang

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Staring down the barrel
Of everyday life
Wondering how long the fuse will last
Tensing to dodge
The final bang
Never can

Photo By Scott Bailey
Photo By Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #355 (Watcher)

Watcher

By Scott Bailey © 2014

With my lens
Capture the beach
Only to find
A watcher
Staring back
What does it see
The watcher from the sea

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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Poem a day challenge #354 (Dancer)

Dancer

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Defying downing gravity
To delight in dazzling dance
Shimmering, shining sparkles
Showering tiny tears

Photo by Scott Bailey
Photo by Scott Bailey

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