Poem a day challenge #124 (Rising Tide)

Rising Tide

By Scott Bailey © 2013

From the shallows to the icy deep
Where dolphins dance and starfish sleep
Through swaying kale and shifting sand
Feel the touch of an oily hand

Where lights speed by in total dark
Where rest many a sunken ark
Where through the kale fish do slip
Feel a cold and choking grip

Where bubbles rise and currents surge
Where waters from the heavens merge
Where weight does crush both bones and rock
Feel the iron fingers lock

And here my heart it swells and roars
From roiling dark to shattered shores
And I will rise with fury’s might
And crush the hand that picks this fight

So fear the shark with jaws that rend
And the mighty swell that shall bend
Every fence and dam and wall
And drown the rumble of cliffs that fall

And when the hand has done its deed
You will curse your dirty seed
And then, at last, ​you will see
How small you are beside the sea

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Poem a day challenge #123 (Fragile)

Fragile

By Scott Bailey © 2013

So many connections
So many lines
All taut and humming
Junctions and switches
A house of cards
Delicately balanced
Systems
Working to full capacity
One break from collapse
Such is life

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Poem a day challenge #122 (Sold)

Sold

By Scott Bailey © 2013

We can make you a better parent
Just come and bank with us
We can make you a better lover
Just use our scent
We can make you more successful
Just drive our cars
We can make you a better man
Just drink our beers
We can make you young and cool
Just use our phones
We can make you healthier
Just eat our food

Give us your money
So we can fill the gaps
Of your so obviously
Empty lives

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Poem a day challenge #120 (Hatchets)

Second attempt

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Hatchets

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Porcelain tiles
Cold on my cheek
How did I get here?
When did I fall asleep?

The hatchet in my head
Overpowers the hatchet in my heart
For now
And then it begins again

Golden liquid calls

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Poem a day challenge #120 (Hatchets)

Hatchets

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Porcelain tiles
Cold on my cheek
How did I get here?
When did I fall asleep?

The hatchet in my head
Overpowers the hatchet in my heart
For now
And then it begins again

Golden liquid calls

Get the previous ones here
http://wp.me/P3kG6h-bb  and get my début novel Mankind Limited