R.J. and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott R. J. I called him R. J. from the moment he was born. It was short for Robert Joseph. Named in memory of his mother’s father.   As a child, R. J. had an eye for adventure. Once you heard his giggle You knew R. J. was in a place that he …

Not TheTime Or Place and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott Not The Time Or Place Crashing through the doors like a rabid animal trying to spread its infliction.   Glazed eyes of hate seeing nothing but blurred red, anger leading the sight.   The wrong place you have been lead with your tunneled thoughts. Feeling unexpectedly persecuted, ready to lash out. Not …

Time for Change and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott Time For Change In the midst of fear and chaos there can be a new light of hope. Though there is a fast disease that has taken over all of us in this land of violent confusion.   People marching the streets. Peacefully protesting hate and the injustice that is brought to …

Dreamt You and Other Poems by Andrew Scott

Dreamt You Dreamt you were sitting right beside me in my sleeping haze, though I am not sure if I am fully asleep or dreaming awake.   So tired my head is a jumbled mess. Maybe, I hope that you can help me to straighten out this confusion. of interchanging thoughts.   Knowing that you …

Poems by Andrew Scott

The Ghost I used to be a ghost, pale shell of my former and current self. My skin was white. Shiny without a hint of a tan colour, even after hours in the piercing sun. Skin used to cling to the bones in my body, showing all that was underneath. No amount of foods would …

Two Poems by Andrew Scott

Not Tonight She puts her face into another school book Each new subject deserves a new look Only a little over a year to meet the end game Where she can put well deserved initials after her name Now, endless papers to write, books to read Never letting rest be a mental need Each day, …

Poems by Andrew Scott

The Other Side For decades people come here every fall looking for the calm picturesque scenery. Taking in the serene, changing colours that come to us each and every year. People cannot believe how quiet it is here. The lawns are perfect and shops so welcoming. An old town feel in modern times. The visitors …

Poems by Andrew Scott

Mr. Thomas   Hello Mr. Thomas, see you sitting like you have been everyday for over the past twenty years, sipping a black coffee in the corner of this old café. Pretending to mind your own.    Most of us leave you be, looking over, feeling sorry with the worn clothes your wear. It looks …

Poems by Andrew Scott

Fenced In (Poverty Row)   I have been here in this part of town since the day I started to have memories. I do not remember the day it was, just the picture and words in my head.   Not too much has changed here in this weathered, rusted trailer town. The trees have earned …

Beauty In The Strangest Places (Villanelle)

By Andrew Scott Find beauty in the strangest places to swipe heartache away Bringing smiles to worried faces you walk up rotten staircases to discover a light in the day Find beauty in the strangest places life is a series of showcases fight through the clouded grey Bringing smiles to worried faces we are all …