The Runaway and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott The Runaway Dear Father, I think it has finally happened. The circle of sins is closing in. The hair on my skin feels it. You may never see me again. The fear that you always had about the free spirit of my life taking over the path of bad decisions has come …

Missing and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott Missing Used to see pictures of the missing, everyday, everywhere. The persons were either gone for days or for yeas on end. Makes a person think how or why they went missing. For some, when it came time, did the person become lost, disoriented due to a condition? Not knowing where they …

Fresh Morning and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott Fresh Morning Every night, rain or clear sky, I think about the day just passed. The news headlines that came in with the tragedies of the new world. Missing neighbours from for away that may never be found while friends and family wonder where the missing are alive or buried. Nature's flames …

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 …