By Scott Bailey © 2015 Trees on the horizonFingers accusing the sunsetShimmering waters deep The soul of man dividedA fear that never speaksDarkness encroaches deep Thunder in the morningLightning cracks on highRolling sound so deep Division rends asunderLands that had known peaceNow their daughters sleep http://www.scottandrewbailey.uk
By Scott Bailey © 2015 There once was a grouchy poet If happy, he sure didn’t show it. A dragon was curled Around his whole world Fire above and fire below it.
Tradition By Scott Bailey © 2015 Tradition is the echo of oppression The long shadow of old power The dark night of the poor A back drop for wealth’s fireworks Yet its the poor who cling Fast to slow-moving tradition As the controllers far above Play their fears like violin strings http://www.scottandrewbailey.uk #Poetry
Swooping By Scott Bailey © 2015 Height, falling, swooping Skylarks catching air, rainfall Drowns the fleeing mouse http://www.scottandrewbailey.uk
Mare Nostrum By Scott Bailey © 2015 Mare Nostrum We don’t support it They said So it is gone In other words Let them die Stopping people dying Might encourage them to live And after all What are they But the victims of war And rape and torture Who wants them cluttering up the … Continue reading Mare Nostrum
Rescue By Scott Bailey © 2015 From butterflies in spiders webs To wandering dogs down country roads These are just some of the deeds Of rescue She has done And of course She rescued my heart From certain single life And ensconced it in A loving family home http://www.scottandrewbailey.uk