You are not all sour
even though
striving to prove
I’ll spend eternity
looking for the sweet
inside of you
The transparency
of your mask
beckons me and
I’m inches away from
seeing into your soul
Have you ever
been to the moon?
I can take you there
Lauren Scott © 2015
I had a good day with you,
country road cruising
We weren’t alone, though
the cows saw us and
the sun warmed our faces
with its late entrance and
the geese entertained
with their water dancing and
our fingers laced together
with these simple joys in our hearts
Lauren Scott © 2015
While sitting in this memory
my eyes begin to water
as my mind wanders through
the road together we traveled
but as tears fall, their love washes
over all that was unraveled
leaving a smile on my face
knowing his love and humor
will always leave a trace
for this moment and into my future
While sitting in this memory
I hold deeply in my heart
what once was of the man
whose presence I miss
Lauren Scott © 2015
(written for a friend)
♥
I wish you could feel
the words I hold in my heart
tender to the touch in
a part of me for only you
I wish you could taste
the words in my mouth
sensing their passion
and meet me later
under the blanket of stars
Lauren Scott © 2015
I would walk downstairs
for breakfast and Morton,
the parrot, would greet me
in his feathery way and
I would wish him the same.
I had a friend who was a boy
but it wasn’t what you think.
We were only five years old
and at the time, it was a
friendship to behold.
Our neighborhood mascot was
Sam, the frog and he
was the size of a football.
He wasn’t as fun as a dog
but when we moved I missed him.
Mom made me a frog
I could keep forever
(out of red corduroy and beans).
These are some things I recall
since five years old was eons ago.
Fourth of July was fun with Dad
setting off amazing fireworks
in the sky for my youthful eyes.
On the first day of kindergarten
I stepped up into the big, yellow
school bus, wearing a plaid jumper
and black and white saddle shoes
with excitement and no sign of the blues.
A memory that sticks with a frown
is my short, pixie haircut
I had to wear around town!
Lauren Scott © 2015
Photo: Google images
(A little bit of fun but sorry, no pics of the haircut!)
🙂
I stare at this
blank page,
white as the
blanketed ground
in winter’s staging
Where are the syllables
I crave to create a
mixture of magic?
I fear they have traveled
to faraway places,
across desert dunes
and boundless oceans,
and might not return
so that I may tell him
(again)
how he’s irreplaceable
Instead
I’ll just kiss him
and steady myself
in the arms of a man
who is satisfied
with my simple
existence
Lauren Scott © 2015
Imagine the future visible through a magic globe,
what is it you would wish to know?
Would peace of mind follow the facts
or would your mind be less relaxed?
Long awaited answers would fill in the blanks;
no more wondering, but would you give thanks?
Learning the future and after all is said
could strip your days of joy, filling you with dread
So living in the here and now might just be the best
instead of venturing into this mysterious quest
Lauren Scott © 2015
Google image
I don’t think I’m the only one whose mind wanders into the future,
especially in the beginning of a new year,
so this is just something fun (or not) to think about.
But for now, I’ll just take each day as it comes
and enjoy the anticipation!
🙂
Do you live in color, shades of gray or black and white?
Do smiles grace your face as often as they should?
It’s a stretch to dodge the tears and let joy shine through
when times are tough and you’ve done all you could
There are no magic words to take away the sting
or miracle tunes to make you dance along the way
Just a hug and a shoulder and an ear to listen
all from my heart, I offer you this rich bouquet
Lauren Scott © 2014
(Google images photo)
Baydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author & Poet 