By Scott Bailey © 2027
Ready!? Go!
Get it shipped
First to market
Never mind the bugs
Iterate
Later
New ideas coming
Go!
Get then shipped
Before they do
Problem?
Hide it from the shareholders
Next thing
Get it shipped
Bugs bugs bugs
Iterate, new, shipped,
What cliff…..?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Call me whatever you want
It is of no concern
Irrelevant
I am what I am
Words wash off me
My own words will grow
In their rain
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Ranking destroys
Reinforces the framing
Is control
By those outside of it
Winners win more
Losers are stuck
With the derision
That holds them down
Equality negates leagues
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
You a square
A nerd, a regular guy
They said
That’s what they saw
They missed the depth
I am cubed, irregular, weird
Infinite
Spiralling
Spiralling
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Your dogs chin on your knee
Bills paid
A cup of tea
Simple joys
What most of us crave
Beyond all the noise
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The far side of the moon
Is not dark, actually
It is illuminated by the madness
Of tortured talent
Contemplating time and money
And impending death
Singing into the sky
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Anxiety starts at the foot of my bed
Beyond the impenetrable shield of the duvet
Out there, where things matter
The weight of the world awaits
Only heroes and fools venture beyond
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Against the backdrop of the stars
In floats
Frozen
Preserved
A book
One day
Alien eyes might find it
Decode it
Understand it
Learn about the world
That discarded such things
And why it died
In response to malformed_poetry’s poem
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
After all, we are shameful
Stupid and disgusting
Expendable
No wonder
We are falling
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The wind will carry all kinds of litter
I watch it go, feeling bitter
There I am a bitter sitter
Weary of the time I fritter
Wearied by what the wind won’t take
By design or by mistake
My ageing mask begins the flake
My solid core begins to shake
Because the wind won’t take my pain
My grief and regret it does disdain
And it will not deign to explain
So the wind will ever be my bane.
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
What madness is this?
Words on a mind
Defining words
Enclosing words
Words as chains of judgement
Knowledge from the past
That’s creeping back
Like a disease
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Some people race through life
Like expensive speedboats
Churning everything behind them
And making a splash
Others sail serenely by
Barely making a ripple
In the end, all wakes are erased
By the waves of time
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Justice was long dead
Law breaking fragrant
Honour was cold in the earth
Food for worms
Truth had disappeared
Into a quagmire of blatant lies
So it was no surprise
That the empire crumbled slowly
Before our very eyes
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
I take comfort
In home
In family
In security
In peace
In friends
In dependability
So anyone espousing policies
Defending these
Is desperate and suspicious
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Brushed and teased
Carefully lifted from the foamy earth
Intricate gold and jewels
With no discernible function
Must be ritualistic
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The last of the resistance
Faded
Dragged down and overwhelmed
The next generation
Live in ignorance
Unaware of their chains
While the rich choose their prey
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The weight of what ifs
And the pressure of just in case
Means the future is dull and heavy
The future is a dumbell
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2027
My words will be misunderstood
As they should
For your understanding is not mine
Therein lies the curse
And the gift
Of the poet
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Dragged up from the bottom
Into the higher echelons
Dizzy from the height
Uncomfortable
Not belonging
But unable to return
The bottom looks like hell
From this height
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The time between times
When worlds merge
We see with different eyes
Secrets from the other side
Shadows and whispers
That excites our nerves
As we glimpse other potentials
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
It heals division
And prevents it
It is a beacon through chaos
The steady hand through the storm
It is the fire that warms
The nurturer of life
It is free
In demand
Scarce for no reason
The toppler of tyrants
The dissipator of destruction
What is this wondrous mystery?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
I am a calm man
I like to think
Slow to anger
Slow to act
Yet
Arrogance and entitlement
Inflames me
Takes my breath away
An allergic reaction
To stupidity
In response to malformed_poetrys prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
We like to lounge in leisure
Crash in comfort
Sound and secure
Until we forget
It’s all armour
A shield against the horror
Just remember
One day
We have to open the door
And step out
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
Some people have highways
Others fly in their jets
Some leap into space
For the rest
We are trapped
In the cul-de-sac maze
Into which we were born
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2023
We watched the sun going down.
And deep inside
Every one of us
We yearned.
That primaeval wish.
That the sun would return, rise again.
And like it, we could return to the place we left.
We give the past much reverence
For its shrunken, diminished truth.
We should turn our eyes away
To the real sunrise of the morning
A give our awe
To the future.
By Scott Bailey © 2026
It gathers like wool
In a vale
Golden light
Emanating warmth
Through the mist
And so they come
Congregate around the glow
Until they go
Back into the world
Fulfilled
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
The distant friction of cars passing
Fading away, as traffic dwindled
Like light seeping away in the sunset
Soon, the last one will pass
And the world will be left alone
In peace and healing
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The skin is thin
The father, the worker, the responsible
Peel it away
And there’s the fear, the weariness, the despair
Barely held back
Deeper still is the yearning
To shed it all
To sing and dance and play
Without a care
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
For the love of the fear
We wake
Enter the fray
Surely
That’s right?
Isn’t it?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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Scott Bailey © 2026
Words
Transferred
From mind
To mind
From nothing
To
Eternity
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
It was a wonderful day
That they came
Bringing their science from the sky
Removing our problems
No more disease
No more poverty
Immortality
I wonder how
We’ll screw this up
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
He left words
That nobody read
Was there something there
They missed?
Will he be?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
We need her lullaby
To calm us
But we can’t hear her hum
Over the bluster
We need her warmth
To comfort us
But the wind blows cold
From our souls
We need her solidity
To support us
But the earth trembles
For our fears
We need her
We don’t have her
We forsook her
For our greed
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
I found it
In a box
It looked old
Yet
It was from the future
From myself
I expected advice
Wise words
From my older self
From a better future
Instead it was a request
For an apology
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
There is a God
Whose soul is bursting
With empathy and compassion
Whose very smile is sunlight
That blesses the earth
Nurtures life and love
Whose heartbeat is time itself
Whose breath is the breeze that soothes
Whose tears feed the Seas
That God sleeps.
When that God is needed
What do we need
To end that slumber?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Greatness is within me
I am the one you all need
Victory will come easy
Everyone just follow me
This is destiny
High and mighty
Everyone says so
My path is clear
Our victory assured
Never doubt
Everyone trusts me, so
You just need to give me your credit card number
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
I have laid my transgressions in the arms of the past
Hoping
That the weight of time
Will bury them
Until they’re forgotten
It’s what we hope
But some transgressions
Are too big
To bury
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Ice cold water, fresh from the spring
Cheese and ham, home reared
Earthy vegetables, simple and true
An ale
Solitude when needed
Friendship at hand
No clocks, no calendar
The sun and leaves a guide
The expanse of the stars
This, is how freedom tastes
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
The poem
The words
Incisive
Inspired
That can reach into hearts
Change minds
Shift history
Leave the world a better place
That’s the poem
That, to my shame
I cannot write
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
Scott Bailey © 2026
Gazing in awe
At the piercing stars
Light that reaches the deep
Of my heart
There is comfort in the night
In the soft distance of sounds
As the world
Sighs
There is comfort in the night
While you avoid the dawn
And what the light will reveal
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Creaking deeply
Cracking ice
A frozen lake
Is our path
Tomorrow
The sinking sound
Of uncertainty
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
I am the mighty Dragon waiting in the wind.
I am the twisting fire, ready to begin.
I am the rage of light, that shines within the eyes
Of those who are bereft and see through all the lies.
I am the rising heat, swelling beneath the earth.
The mounting indignation against disregarded worth.
I am the trembling dark, terror of the night.
The creeping realisation of crushing fist of might.
I simply wait the day, when I become the we.
When the shackles burst and fury is set free.
When I am we, remember this
I am coming for you.
By Scott Bailey © 2026
I came from stability
So I crave it
I came from poverty
Where I am stuck
I came from love
So I know how to feel
Where did these
Clueless politicians
Come from?
What will they leave us?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey
The screen is a lense
Narrow focused and personal
Stare at it for long enough
It becomes a mirror in reverse
As you become the reflection
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
This poem
Could be the blue touch paper
If I could think of the words
Instead
I have to watch
As three hundred and forty three million souls
Fail
To find even one
To outwit
A blithering idiot
Maybe?
Light it?
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Scroll
Rage
Scroll
Learn
Apply
Learn
Work
Bills
Work
Pills
Meals
Pills
Stress
Distraction
Stress
No rest
No rest
No rest
By Scott Bailey © 2026
January snows
White like paper, waiting for words
February mists
Obscuring and caressing the land
March winds
Tumble everything we know
April showers
Freshens the world
May lambs
Bring hope and joy
June beaches
Excite and entice
July sun
Bathes us
August skies
Clear the way forward
September breezes
Tousle the hair of the earth
October leaves
Red like tired eyes
November nights
Reveal the shining stars
December frosts
Freeze time and life
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Crime doesn’t pay
They used to say
And the truth was hidden away
Now we hear the truth at last
Obscured in deception in past
Now we see in every broadcast
Crime pays
Might wins
Justice is brought
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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By Scott Bailey © 2026
Welcome
To all
Intelligent chat
Imagination
Philosophers
These are my people
All across the land
And in my heart
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
By Scott Bailey © 2026
Flipping through faces
Up for adoption
Trying to choose
How have we come to this?
That there’s so much choice
And how can they smile?
Through their trauma
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
Scott Andrew Bailey - Author 