By Scott Bailey © 2016 The wolf pack is firmIn a superior classHunting the weaker
Tag: Poetry
To whet your whistles here is the Prologue and Chapter One. Prologue Darkness outside. From…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 There is an ancient market squareWhere we all spend our…
This is the longest and by far the most complex of the works here. The…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 This is the half-lightThe magic timeDeep blue lightFresh born starsTales…
Senryu: Cross By Scott Bailey © 2013 Fleeing from killersThe child runs desperatelyTo fill out…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 Driving homeFun is doneSleepy headsHappy onesBed beckonsSatisfied sleepThis is the…
By Scott Bailey © 2016 Wood cracks with a flashSparks dance in the air, fallingDown…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 Five syllables hereBut seven on the next lineA breakdown of…
A flight of fantasy, magic without bounds, imagination run wild for the fun of it.
By Scott Bailey © 2015 Red pulse Beating hard One day Will blow apart Until…
Sparks By Scott Bailey © 2013 A sad shadow fallsCasting gloom over our dreams:Sparks dispel…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 Trees on the horizonFingers accusing the sunsetShimmering waters deep The…
By Scott Bailey © 2016 A warm summer breezeTeases scent across the plainsTight the wolf pack…
By Scott Bailey © 2016 All around meThe walls of my lifeAre tumbling downIn slow moI…
This is something different. I was digging around my old files and found a full…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 My lips are parched For the wine Promised on the…
By Scott Bailey © 2015 Only for youDo I shoulder the collarI pull the plough and…
Lantern By Scott Bailey © 2013 Old light from the pastIs still illuminationWisdom echoes far
By Scott Bailey © 2015 You work hard I struggle by In the dark You’re…
By Scott Bailey © 2018 Death and lustEntwined in oneBoth withoutA thoughtBoth withExpert careSheer red satinRipped…
By Scott Bailey © 2013 When horror is turned to loveAnd death has become high…
By Scott Bailey © 2018 There was This civilisation That worshipped A God A new…
By Scott Bailey 2015 Dark, thick between the trees No light shines off The dull…
By Scott Bailey © 2014 “My patience is almost spent.” “I apologise Mr. Dickens. The…
By Scott Bailey © 2014 Cold hearted callsBehind cold stone wallsDirected at a late great…
By Scott Bailey © 2006 Six flashes of gold beneath the mirrored air.Ripples reach out…
By Scott Bailey © 2002 The flesh-eating Piranha fishIs not as rare as you thinkMuch…
