Hope
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Tired and worn out so
Going to sleep to dream of
Summer coming soon.
Poetry
Poem a Day Challenge #14 (Carman)
Carman
By Scott Bailey © 2013
I make cars
I always have
As did my father.Prestige cars.
The most famous in the world
Made with pride.
Made with precision.
Made to last.
To shine and glide!
Every working day.
All the working hours.
My trusty hands create.
I may be steeped in habit
Tradition and old ways
But I trust in my own fate.
I support my family.
I support the plant.
And I support the land.
I pay my way my dues
while on my shoulders weighs
the burden that I support.
After all these years of toil
All my many dues.
Imagine my surprise, my boss.
I have given more than you!
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Poem a Day Challenge #13 (The Gulf)
The Gulf
By Scott Bailey © 2013
The gulf between us grows and grows.
I wonder were we ever close?
Is it a myth we tell ourselves?
To give us false kudos.
One looks on one with envy
the other with disdain
But neither can leave the contract
for nothing is to gain?
Still the gulf grows wider
bridges tumble down
Yet the ties are tighter
Deeper runs the frown
Round and round this story goes
Will it ever end
The futile fixing of a problem
That will never end
So we have to ask ourselves
For richer? For poorer?
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Poem a Day Challenge #12 (Mistress)
Mistress
By Scott Bailey © 2013
She is taken for granted by most
Loved by some, hated by others.
She gives some what they want
others are denied.
Some can’t believe their luck
Others demand too much.
She keeps alive the memory of those long gone.
Brings music from the past
Brings together worlds apart
Or breaks them down
Passes on words of love and hate
Over time and space.
The famous thank her
for everything she brings them
Other view her with jealousy
as she gives what they cannot.
She’ll save or kill her lovers
But she is here to stay.
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Poem a Day Challenge #11 (Normal)
Normal
By Scott Bailey © 2013
The news is not normal
We must remember that.
At home with my family, safe on the sofa.
Working nine to five to bring home the bread
Struggling with bill but food on the table
Enjoying friendships and family
Days out, nights in, peace, leisure, entertainment
Warmth, safety, security and food.
Let us remember that this is our normal
that many do not enjoy.
For them the every day, the normal is
hunger, poverty, murder and rape.
The news is not normal
but we are the exception.
What can we do in the face of desolation?
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Poem a Day Challenge #10 (Red)
Red
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Screaming red white and blue,
Soaring in the clouds.
Thundering over the shore.
Red Arrows Roar!
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Poem a Day Challenge #9 (Change)
Change
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Shouting into the hole that is the whole
Nothing back.
Raging against the system that is all
Nothing changed.
Staring at the box with the box.
Nothing gained.
Justifying every move you make
Not explained.
Time to change.
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Poem a Day Challenge #8 (Is it Me?)
Is it Me?
By Scott Bailey © 2103
Flesh and bones and genes.
Is that me?
Shirt and tie and jeans
Is that me?
The places I have been.
Is that me?
The words of praise, the blame that cuts
Is that me?
The songs I loved, the books I have read,
The colours I paint, what I like in my bread.
Are these me?
The friends I love and miss,
That is me
The taste of beer and chat,
That is me
The love for my wife and sons,
That is me.
The song bursting in my lungs,
That is me
The stories in my head
That is me
The place where I grew up,
where I was wed,
where one son was named, the other laid to rest
That is me
My dreams that are out of reach
That is me.
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Poem a Day Challenge #7 (Same)
OK have a headache now. Can’t think so I am posting this one that has been in development over the last few days. Needs more work I know. And it frivolous. Who can spot the song its a play on?
Same
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Remember this forever
For it will set you free
Listen to you mother on
How it is to be,
If you want success my child
Stay upon the path
Don’t stray into the wild.
Be the same! Be the same.
All the world – loves the same.
Stand up tall, play it straight
And you’ll never end up late.
With mortarboard and diploma
You’ll rate with the great minds
If you become a doctor you’ll win great respect
Be a great composer and get more of it yet
Don’t become a poet that they will all forget
Be the same, be the same, be the same.
Be the same, be the same,
All the world – loves the same.
Tell it straight, tell it true,
No one will mess with you.
Bend the rules (when you can)
Make more profit for the man
A college education is a must I am sure
To give the frame of reference that you must endure
If you feel lost a job is the cure!
Be the same! Be the same! Be the same
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Poem a Day Challenge #6 (Trench)
Another attempt at haiku.
Trench
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Dancing with my wife,
last week the telegraph came:
Coughs ring round the trench.
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Poem a Day Challenge #5 (Footsteps)
OK – so this one is on the same theme as yesterday. In fact this was the one I started with in my head yesterday – but it morphed into number 4. I wanted to develop it and see if it is better or not then the result I came up with yesterday. And maybe just to look at the same concept in two ways.
Footsteps
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Footsteps on the dusky beach
Holes left by those gone by
Empty.
The tide turns, creeps back in
holes become pools
shining in the sunset
Peering in beyond my reflections
the shining water
teems with life
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Poem a Day Challenge #4 (Soundbox)
Soundbox
By Scott Bailey © 2013
There are empty spaces
left as people move on,
of the spaces of places long gone,
of times gone by
There is a link between present and past
an energy, a potential,
strung between the memories gone
and the living yet to roll on
The link hums with the tension
and the empty spaces echo back the thrum
deep rich reverberation
layered on the past, the present, the future
Such is the music of life.
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Poem a Day Challenge #3 (Outside `The Daffodil and Pen’)
Outside `The Daffodil and Pen’
By Scott Bailey © 1999
I wandered lonely as a brick
That sinks and dives in stream and lake,
When all at once I was so sick,
And an awful mess I did make.
Beside the lake, beneath the trees.
Splattering my stomach in the breeze.
It must have been the bread I had
Or maybe that old Milky Way.
This puddle of sick smelt so bad
Along the margin of the bay.
Ten pints I had drunk, at a guess.
Tossing my head, I felt a mess.
The waves in my head danced, and they
Dashed my weak legs from under me.
A poet could not be so gay
As the one who stood over me.
He gazed and gazed and then in glee
Threw up and fell down next to me.
Next morn when on my couch I lay
In vacant and in pensive mood.
I swore I’d give up drink that day.
And swore some more, it was quite rude.
But soon, once more, the cider spills.
I’ll sleep again with daffodils.
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Poem a Day Challenge #2 (Nation)
Well – so pressed for time today that I decided to do a haiku – being short!
However – I have also had the kids tune “I’m a Jingle Jangle Scarecrow” going around and around in my head! And toothache!
So this one is born out of all that.
Nation
By Scott Bailey © 2013
Kerching! Kerchang! Pow!Our economy picks up!
Soul still desolate.
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Poem a day Challenge #1 (Goodnight)
Goodnight
by Scott Bailey © 2013
Goodnight. Sleep tight. Love you with all my heart.
One snuggled cosy in bed.
One in the earth.
Mother and Father
Forever hurt.
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A poem a day?
Just contemplating starting a poem a day challenge – for a year. The idea being to kick me into doing something, and to have a volume of work at the end. Which I could use to publish.
Could I do it? Could I find the time?
Let’s see
