A Taste of Bittersweet

The clock turned a deaf ear
to my desperate pleading, for
its hands have moved forward
rapidly and no matter where
our time is spent, the elephant
is in the room.

You whispered reasons for
leaving, but my vision was
clouded by the love in your eyes
and the romance in your touch.
I gave them little thought.
Now they clutter my dreams
and my heart is heavy.

I cannot bear to lose a part of
me; to watch you walk into the
future without my shadow.
You are my lift to each day in
dawn’s early light and my calm
when the sun sets for a night of rest.

Will our love bear the strength
to connect our paths, never-ending?
Or will this truly mean good-bye
with our souls needing mending?

Lauren Scott © 2014
(fiction)

Am I Nocturnal? :)

 

Counting-Sheep

 

I count the sheep grazing above me
In the shadows, horses prance, gracefully
It may hold the answers, so I fluff my pillow
waiting with anticipation for it to be my hero
but to no avail, my eyelids will not fall
Instead, I return to watching the ceiling and walls
I’m constantly flopping, left, right, belly, back
with a brand new mattress, it’s not comfort I lack
How I wish to dream of a distant land
with stretches of beaches and soft golden sand
or a hike in the woods to the song of the birds
Currently, though, I wish not to think “words”
except one special consonant would bring me great glee
and that wonderful letter is a CAPITAL ZZZZ!

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Google Images
🙂 🙂

Will You…

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If I ask you…
Will you lie with me
share a moment
without expectations
only our feelings
connected?

Will you keep me warm
be soothed by my
breathing
no distractions
only heartbeats
in perfect rhythm?

If I ask you…
Will you lie with me
and listen
clear my mind
be my pillow
my lover and friend?

If I ask,
will you?

Lauren Scott © 2012
Photo: Sabrina Beauchamp
(Sharing some old romance)

Abounding Faith

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You’re a never ending roller coaster ride
taking me to the highest level of contentment
and then soaring downhill together
to my lowest moments of worry

You sit with me through plummeting tears
as my sadness whispers uncontrollably
and I’m forever wishing the answers
would arrive soon all wrapped up and pretty

You are compassionate, so I give you
my trials that steal sleep from me in the night
now bringing peace to my emotions and
calming the control I no longer want

Whether the road is smooth or uneven
You’ll always have a special place
in the pocket resting beside my heart
and I’ll never let you drift away

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Sabrina Beauchamp

Free-Falling

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The edge is inches away
One more step would be easy
Is your heart ready to fall
into forever and loyalty?

A soft landing is predicted
but there is no guarantee
bumps won’t occur with the
need for Band-Aids and Chablis

Persuasion is not my style
I want you to want me
So with endless devotion
will you help nurture our journey?

I see you in my tomorrows
and everything in between
Let’s take a leap of faith
with an everlasting warranty

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: My Daughter ♥

Memories, Tears & Sinful Cravings

I heard about this poetry form, Cinquain, during one of my visits to http://purplesplatitudes.wordpress.com. If you get the chance, stop by Michael’s blog. His writing is wonderful and he ventures into different poetry forms and emotions. I know you won’t be disappointed! 

I would definitely call these “rough drafts” and more practicing is in the future, but I hope you enjoy…

When they were Young

Giggles,
barefoot on cool
grass, swinging in summer
breeze, smiles bigger than Texas state
the past

Diagnosis

Covered
ears with shaky
hands, unbelievable
echoes of pain flow in and out
fear not?

Chocolate 

Craving
comfort food, oh,
something creamy sounds good
gooey, sinfully delicious
dark, though

Lauren Scott © 2014

Mt. Baldy

We were rising, riding to the top with
patches of green below. I could
have almost touched the sky. My skin
warmed with each look from the blue
in your eyes. You looked at me with
devotion, but you had something up
your sleeve. Our life’s path was about
to change; an anticipated detour for both
hearts. Nothing would ever be the same,
in a good way, like the fairytale that
replayed in my dreams. This place was
enchanting, so close to Heaven, where flowers
bloomed and time stood still and God gave
His blessing. The bubbly was on standby,
I didn’t know at the time…for this was where
you asked me to be your Wife, to share each
high, low, day and night and where you said
those three sweet words
to me for Life.

On the Edge of Consciousness

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We’ll hold each other close
with our hearts beating in sync
Their rhythm will do the rocking
while we drift into sleep

Cloud floating is what we need
to relax our bodies and mind
Creating dreams of only hope,
to the dark not being resigned

When the light awakens us
let our story’s ending be different
but if reality hasn’t changed,
guide us forward without ignorance

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Google Images