In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Sweet 16
When I was just sixteen I wanted to change the world Bring peace, fix all the problems By twenty one I knew that was not to be Instead, I would leave a legacy Something by which the future would remember me By thirty, the world was down and dirty I was fighting for my place By forty I was planning for those to come By fifty I was fearing the legacy we were leaving Now I only crave peace
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Breaking the law
I have lived in fear of breaking the rules While the party of fools And partied Why Did I fear Adhere Keep clear
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Apply yourself
Run up and down the scales Patience they say is the key To be a master of music Run up and down the scales Run up and down the scales Repetition and I don’t agree It’s just not how I learn Run up and down the scales Run up and down the scales I like to hop, skip and soar Produce something bad and improve Run up and down the scales Run up and down the scales It’s still not a tune Not even pleasant to the ear Run up and down the scales Run up and down the scales When will my guitar gently weep? When will the crowd cry for more! Run up and down the scales Run up and down the scales I think you are getting my point Patience. Patience is the key. Run up and…. sod this! It’s brain surgery for me.
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, free association.
The rain on the soil Leads us to the homeward road Where roots are deepest
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, In a crisis
Vacillate, hesitate That would be me In a crisis I know But I would not be alone We should be thankful For the impetuous In a crisis In these days They are a pain
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Toot your horn
A tenuous connection but that’s how my mind works.
Knowledge is nothing To admit your ignorance That is true wisdom
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Polite Company
Polite company Will not let you grow It will smother you With comfort Only the harshest critics Will allow you To find the best seeds To sow
In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Ripped from the headlines
The headline on the BBC news website was.
Channel migrants: Thirty rescued as man dies off French coast.
He was running from fear
From death itself
But
Died alone and cold
In the sea
Because we did not want him
We wanted to be left
To dine in peace
On our cheese and wine
Scott Andrew Bailey - Author 