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Whisky and West Wing

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By Scott Bailey © 2016

All around me
The walls of my life
Are tumbling down
In slow mo
I am watching
In slow mo
Wondering if
I will survive

Console myself with a
Whisky and West Wing
Here it comes
The bluster and lies
Sugar coated
Mustard
Wonder which
Turning was wrong

All those choices
Drawing me downward
Further and Further
Darkness beyond
Wonder if
There in an exit
Will it end
If I am still

Silent and still
What use is will
When it is still

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Whisky and West Wing

By Scott Bailey © 2016

 

All around me
The walls of my life
Are tumbling down
In slow mo
I am watching
In slow mo
Wondering if
I will survive

Console myself with a
Whisky and West Wing
Here it comes
The bluster and lies
Sugar coated
Mustard
Wonder which
Turning was wrong

All those choices
Drawing me downward
Further and Further
Darkness beyond
Wonder if
There in an exit
Will it end
If I am still

Silent and still
What use is will
When it is still

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Self Publishing – the Downside

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I love the whole self-publishing world. I have embraced and become a part of it.

It has given me and many more like me a voice in the world. It has allowed us to bypass the gatekeepers at the submissions desk and reach an audience – however small.

However, there is a downside. Not a huge one but I have encountered it recently.

As I am trying now to concentrate on short stories – not very successfully so far – I thought it was high time I read a few more. So jumped onto my Kindle App on my tablet – entered a search for Science Fiction Short Stories.

I swear – 99% of the results showed a half-naked man or woman. In other words, 99% of them were erotica!

Talk about getting a whiff of success and jumping on the bandwagon!

Don’t get me wrong – I have been…

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Self Publishing – the Downside

I love the whole self-publishing world. I have embraced and become a part of it.

It has given me and many more like me a voice in the world. It has allowed us to bypass the gatekeepers at the submissions desk and reach an audience – however small.

However, there is a downside. Not a huge one but I have encountered it recently.

As I am trying now to concentrate on short stories – not very successfully so far – I thought it was high time I read a few more. So jumped onto my Kindle App on my tablet – entered a search for Science Fiction Short Stories.

I swear – 99% of the results showed a half-naked man or woman. In other words, 99% of them were erotica!

Talk about getting a whiff of success and jumping on the bandwagon!

Don’t get me wrong – I have been known to read and enjoy a bit of erotica. But so much! Too much!

Thankfully Google was more helpful.

I settled on this:

I haven’t read any of his work apart from Good Omens but there seems to be a good vibe around it. I’ll give it a go.

 

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NaPoWriMo Day #7

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I am repeating yesterday’s prompt with a different interpretation. As It my son’s birthday and I will probably not be on the computer at all. So this was written in advance 🙂

Aubade Two

By Scott Bailey © 2015

Dawn sneaks over the hills
Light spills through the vales
And the veils of the window

I see beauty at last
Complicated, unfathomable, mystery
But right and true

Most the world walks by
Seeing a different way
This morning gives me hope

But the light washes out
Shadows darken veils
Traditions bear down

The beauty and the mystery
The reason and the truth
Are left behind again

The door is closed again
As ancient lore and law
Return us to the night

#NaPoWriMo

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NaPoWriMo Day #6

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Following the prompt more faithfully today – as it’s a form I have never come across or tried before. And Aubade.

 In the strictest sense of the term, an aubade is a song from a door or window to a sleeping woman.

Which is the interpretation here – though I have an idea for another which I may post tomorrow. Seeing as its my son’s birthday tomorrow so I may skip the prompt.

Aubade

By Scott Bailey © 2015

I pause at the door
Look down
At the mess on the floor
Think wryly
Don’t trip on my shoes

I don’t want to go
Believe me in that
Some things just cannot be
I hope you find
Happiness one day

I could not say goodbye
I am sorry
The chance was gone
Give the kids
A big hug from me

And cry, if you can
Hate me, if it helps

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NaPoWriMo Day #5

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Today’s is only indirectly inspired by today’s prompt. I have not followed the instructions but the prompt led me to read some Emily Dickinson’s poems – which I have never done before. This poem sprung from that fertile land.

Where is My Wine?

By Scott Bailey © 2015

My lips are parched
For the wine
Promised on the air

Where is my wine
To dull the pain
Of waiting

Promises undelivered
From on high
So what now?

Carry on and on
Knowing no other roads
No junctions left

My lips are parched
Where
Did I lose my wings

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