Creative Writing, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

Official Hospitality

By Scott Bailey © 2017

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

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com
Creative Writing, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

Official Hospitality

By Scott Bailey © 2017

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

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com
Lonely Tree
Creative Writing, Daily Prompt, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

The Lonely Tree

By Scott Bailey © 2016

Lonely Tree

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

In response to the daily prompt Meager

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting, #postaday

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Creative Writing, Daily Prompt, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

Official Hospitality

By Scott Bailey © 2017

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

In response to the daily prompt Hospitality

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

Creative Writing, Daily Prompt, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

The Lonely Tree

By Scott Bailey © 2016

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

In response to the daily prompt Final

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

Creative Writing, Daily Prompt, Journal, Poetry, Science Fiction, Work, Writing

The Lonely Tree

By Scott Bailey © 2016

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 meagre 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

 

In response to the daily prompt Temporary

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

Creative Writing, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

The Lonely Tree

By Scott Bailey © 2016

 

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

Daily Prompt, Poetry, Writing

RIP Humanity

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Last Words.”

RIP Humanity

By Scott Bailey © 2015 

Here lies humanity
May they rest in peace
They refused to see the evidence
The greed that would not cease

Creative Writing, General, Poem a Day Challenge, Poetry, Writing

Poem a day challenge #267 (Desert Dancers)

Desert Dancers

By Scott Bailey © 2014

In a growing desert on flowing sands
Sinking down into dried oasis
A market thrives
Rich men and women trade
Food for souls
Hot air for agreement
And everyone dances
While the sands sink
Everyone laughs and sings

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

Creative Writing, Poetry, Self Publishing, Writing

The Lonely Tree

By Scott Bailey © 2016

 

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

Daily Prompt, Poetry, Writing

RIP Humanity

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Last Words.”

RIP Humanity

By Scott Bailey © 2015 

Here lies humanity
May they rest in peace
They refused to see the evidence
The greed that would not cease

General, Poem a Day Challenge, Poetry, Writing

Poem a day challenge #267 (Desert Dancers)

Desert Dancers

By Scott Bailey © 2014

In a growing desert on flowing sands
Sinking down into dried oasis
A market thrives
Rich men and women trade
Food for souls
Hot air for agreement
And everyone dances
While the sands sink
Everyone laughs and sings

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