Autumn By Scott Bailey © 2014 Autumn is the fire That leaves us dark and cold Watching all our dreams Burn in red and gold Closing up our houses Sealing up each door Skeletons branch out As death bedecks the floor So hideaway the grain Shut up all the stores Be frugal with your food … Continue reading Autumn

Cold Hard Hate

Cold Hard Hate By Scott Bailey © 2014   Cold hearted calls Behind cold stone walls Directed at a late great clown Filled with such hate And vitriol great Delivered with thunderous frown But they do not see That we are free From what they term belief But hatred and fear Will never come near … Continue reading Cold Hard Hate