Southern Women With Backbones

Migrations

2009-11-28T11:16:00.007-05:00

1. Blue Daze

Sort of like being in a haze
In so very many ways
Trying to live out the days
No one here hardly plays

Seems to be a definite craze
Always having to ride the waves
Sometimes stumbling like in a daze
Some may want to think it is a faze

But that reasoning really is not so
Because one thing I surely know
Whether my actions are fast or slow
For some reason, I can`t let go

Even when it tears me apart
Causes me to break other hearts
Right from the very start
This will continue until I depart

Having bipolar can be like hell
Many know this fact very well
Too many stories hard to tell
In blue daze where we dwell

2. One Migration

Not only does the body
Migrate back to the soil
Leaving traces of passage
During days of toil

The core of the creation
Called the spirit or soul
Trades a crown of silver
For a crown of gold

Speaking out to the youth
In warnings and praise
To bask carefully in the sunshine
While in their youthful days

Just as a watch or clock
Keeps ticking away time
The clay keeps changing
Along with the mind

Until the migration is complete
With no more days of toil
And the body is finally released
Back to enrich the living soil

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[Visit One Single Impression to read other creative Migrations]

...and it came to be

2009-11-14T22:22:00.004-05:00

Meeting in the warm sunshine
On a cold and rainy day
Suddenly feeling drawn
Without any words to say

What was this attraction
How did it come to unfold
Certainly not because
Either was very bold

Struggling just to live
Hoping to survive
Searching for a reason
To want to stay alive

Wondering if there ever
Was just one in this land
Having true vision and ears
With an ability to understand

How the sun can truly warm
On a cold and rainy day
Bringing comfort to others
Listening to what each had to say

...a little ditty

2009-11-14T00:19:00.002-05:00

Creating an image
With tips of a finger
Keeping one company
When one can not linger

As human time passes
Clocks are ticking too fast
Images from fingers
Existing from the past

Letting one forever know
It will always be so
When one can not speak
Words will always show

Feeding a lonely soul
In many other ways
Filling the emptiness
As every image stays

Alive in each word
Remaining when apart
Just like valuable pearls
Living within ones heart

Blackberry Winter

2009-11-14T00:13:00.002-05:00

In the middle of summer
Sun-sweetened berries grow
In very special hidden places
Which many never come to know

With luscious dark fruit
Found on a bushy vine
Treasures from seekers
Desiring to taste some wine

Before the cold arrives
Taking away the warm sun
Days seem to grow longer
Before each one is done

Miracles still can happen
In the dead of the night
Awaking the sleeping spirit
Experiencing a new sight

In the middle of Winter
Some are blessed to know
About a special place
Where sweet berries grow

On This Date

2009-11-07T12:37:00.001-05:00

On this day in 1967, the first black mayor of a major American city was elected: Carl Stokes of Cleveland, Ohio. And on this day 20 years ago, Douglas Wilder won the Virginia gubernatorial election, becoming the nation's first elected African-American governor. That same year of 1989, David Dinkins became New York City's first black mayor.

Stephen King

2009-09-21T20:54:00.001-04:00

It's the birthday of horror novelist Stephen King, born in Portland, Maine (1947). He's the author of many novels, including The Shining (1977), Pet Sematary (1983), and From a Buick 8 (2002). His father, a merchant seaman, deserted the family when he was two. He has no memories of the man, but one day he found a boxful of his father's science fiction and fantasy paperbacks, including an anthology of stories from Weird Tales magazine and a book by horror author H.P. Lovecraft. That box of his father's books inspired him to start writing horror stories. After college, King worked jobs at a gas station and a Laundromat. His wife worked at Dunkin' Donuts. He said, "Budget was not exactly the word for whatever it was we were on. It was more like a modified version of the Bataan Death March."
His writing office was the furnace room of his trailer home. He sold a series of horror stories to men's magazines, and he said that the paychecks from these stories always seemed to arrive when one of his kids had an ear infection or the car had broken down. His first novel was Carrie (1973), about a weird, miserable, high school girl with psychic powers. The hard cover didn't sell very well, but when his agent called to say that the paperback rights had sold for $400,000, King couldn't believe it. He said, "The only thing I could think to do was go out and buy my wife a hair dryer."

Lord of the Flies

2009-09-19T07:22:00.001-04:00

It's the birthday of William Golding, born in St. Columb Minor, Cornwall (1911). He went to Oxford, published a book of poems, became a teacher. Then he joined the navy and served as a lieutenant on a rocket launcher. He was faced with a huge ethical decision when he learned that he would have to take the ship across a minefield in order to be on time for the D-Day operations. He couldn't decide whether to risk the lives of his men or the lives of all those participating in D-Day who needed their help. Finally, he risked it and made it in time. Later, he learned that the minefield wasn't real - it was put on a map to fool the Germans. That experience made Golding think about how moral decisions could rest on things that didn't even exist. He thought a lot about ethical dilemmas, and about the horror of war, and he wrote a novel about a group of good English schoolboys whose plane crashes on a desert island, and who descend into the extremes of savage behavior. For the title of the novel, he translated the word "Beelzebub" from Hebrew into English: "Lord of the Flies." The novel was rejected more than a dozen times, but when Lord of the Flies finally came out in 1954, it became a classic.

Facts of Life

2009-08-24T21:12:00.001-04:00

On days like today
As in yesteryears
Visions do appear
Blurred by tears

As civil history shows up
Some clap with pride
Ignoring shameful deeds
Time will never hide

All history is good
When both sides are told
Of when humans sold humans
For silver and gold

And it did matter
If you were white or black
By horrible lashes applied
To a black human`s back

Slaves to the white
Worked to the bone
Only in death
Were they left alone

Finally freed from chains
Buried in a potter`s field
Relate all the history
But please make it real

Tell both sides
And what was true
Don`t forget the black
Among the grey and blue

First woman to...

2009-06-09T09:22:00.000-04:00

It was on this day in 1909 that the first woman to drive across the United States, Alice Huyler Ramsey, left New York City for San Francisco. She was 22 years old, a housewife from Hackensack, New Jersey. Her trip got a lot of media attention. In 1909, not many women drove cars, and some doctors thought that it was dangerous for women to even ride in cars because they would get too worked up at more than 20 miles an hour. Alice Huyler Ramsey drove 3,800 miles across the country in a Maxwell 30 with three other women, but she was the only one who knew how to drive. They drove for 41 days and used 11 spare tires. She wrote a book about the trip called Veil, Duster, and Tire Iron (1961). In 2000, she was the first woman inducted into the Automotive Hall of Fame.

CNN Breaking News

2009-04-29T16:06:00.001-04:00

29 April 2009 - Wednesday

23-month-old Texas child confirmed as first U.S. swine flu death, according to Richard Besser, acting director, CDC.

Liquid Ice

2009-04-03T10:47:00.002-04:00

The funny thing
About hot ice
Is that
It can freeze
Your hands
Or burn them
Hot ice does not melt
It evaporates
As gases into the air
And a person
Would never know
It had ever been there
Most of the time
I am water
But, at times
I go to hot ice
And that
Ain`t nothing nice

Ode To A Spell Checker

2009-03-17T15:10:00.000-04:00

Owed two a Spell Chequer

Eye halve a spelling chequer;
It came with my pea sea;
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word
End weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong our write -
It shows me straight a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long,
And eye kin put the arrow rite
It's rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it;
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh,
My spell chequer tolled me sew!

Author Unknown

Puppies For Sale

2009-03-17T15:04:00.000-04:00

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies.""Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?""Sure," said the farmer.And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up...."I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."

The world is full of people who need someone who understands

Author Unknown

Happy St. Patrick`s Day

2009-03-17T14:44:00.002-04:00

May there always be work for your hands to do,May your purse always hold a coin or two. May the sun always shine on your window pane,May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you,May God fill your heartwith gladness to cheer you. Happy St. Patrick's Day !

17 March - TODAY

2009-03-17T13:03:00.002-04:00

Tuesday March 17, 2009
This is the 76th day of the year, with 289 days remaining in 2009.
Fact of the Day: St. PatrickSt. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was not actually Irish. He was born on March 17 around AD 385, somewhere in Roman Britain, possibly near Dumbarton, Scotland. At 16, he was captured by Irish raiders looking for slaves and he was taken there to tend sheep. After six years of slavery, he ran away and ended up wandering through southern Gaul (France) and Italy. There, he had a vision from God which told him to return to Ireland and convert the pagans to Christianity. Returning to Ireland around 432, St. Patrick did missionary work until he died in 464. The country of Ireland went into mourning. The first St. Patrick's Day celebration in the United States was in 1737 in Boston.

Holidays St. Patrick's Day, commemorating his death on this day c 461-492 AD.Feast day of St. Patrick, St. Withburga, St. Gertrude of Nivelles, St. Joseph of Arimathea, St. Paul of Cyprus, and the Martyrs of the Serapaeum.Ireland, Northern Ireland: St. Patrick's Day (National Day).United Nations: World Maritime Day.Boston and Suffolk County, Massachusetts: Evacuation Day (of British during American Revolution).

Events 1328 - Scotland won its independence from England.1762 - Irish soldiers serving in the British army held the first parade honoring St. Patrick, in New York City.1776 - During the American Revolution, British forces were compelled to evacuate Boston; they fled to Nova Scotia.1870 - The Massachusetts legislature authorized the incorporation of Wellesley Female Seminary, which later became Wellesley College.1899 - The first-ever radio distress call was sent, summoning assistance for a merchant ship off the coast of England.1905 - Anna Eleanor Roosevelt, niece of President Theodore Roosevelt, married Franklin D. Roosevelt.1910 - The Camp Fire Girls organization was founded in Lake Sebago, Maine.1941 - The National Gallery of Art opened in Washington, D.C. 1959 - The (14th) Dalai Lama fled Tibet and went to India.1969 - Golda Meir became prime minister of Israel. 2003 - U.S. President George W. Bush gave Iraq's Saddam Hussein 48 hours to leave his country, but the ultimatum was rejected.

Births 1834 - Gottlieb Wilhelm Daimler, German engineer and automobile manufacturer.1846 - Kate Greenaway, English painter, book illustrator.1881 - Walter Rudolf Hess, Swiss Nobel Prize-winning physiologist.1902 - Bobby Jones, American, first golfer to win the Grand Slam in professional golf.1917 - Nat "King" Cole (Coles), American jazz pianist, bandleader, songwriter, singer.1938 - Rudolf Nureyev, Russian ballet dancer who defected to United States.

Deaths 1993 - Helen Hayes, American film and theatre actress.

Fermentation

2009-03-13T13:46:00.002-04:00

Journeying back to
A void in mind
Before the grape
Turned into wine

Refreshing the waves
Passion pouring everywhere
Life swept in like a dream
Existing without a care

Rose buds blooming
Beneath a sky so blue
Odors of precious moments
Where butterflies flew

Spreading wings so high
Basking in the warmth of summertime
A season of many tomorrows
Where everything is always fine

Returning from a journey
From drinking delicious aged wine
Listening to beautiful music
Playing within the mind

As It Is

2009-03-11T20:49:00.002-04:00

Why is it
Many may wonder
Why some will cring
At a voice of thunder

Exposing the truth
In a profound way
To make things clear
Each and every day

Sharing a vast knowledge
Not received from school
Clarity does always reveal
The pen is a chosen tool

Ready for exchanges
From begining to end
To share a learned wisdom
Strongly embedded within

Overflowing with emotions
Tales of struggles and strife
Very easy to be expressive
When speaking of one`s own life

Dreams

2009-03-03T12:35:00.002-05:00

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Langston Hughes

Dream - 12 May 2005

2009-02-25T21:09:00.002-05:00

There was a woman and we were talking about something which we had seen or done on the computer. We were standing in a doorway of a long white hallway.

All of a sudden, someone came up to us and started talking. At first, I could not understand full what she was saying until she made it clear.

She owned the computer which me and the other lady and other people were using and she was going to sell it. I could not believe what I was hearing and asked her why was she doing this. She said someone had made her a real good cash offer and it was too good to turn down. I was angry and hurt. Everything about this place I was at was awful except my being able to use her computer. I then thought, maybe it is because she is going to buy a new one and she will let all of us use it. I asked her if she was going to get a new computer and she told me, no. She said she no longer used the computer herself and the cash offer for it was too great to turn down. She then turned and went walking down one of the many hallways I was now seeing.

I went down a few doors and went into a room where my son was living. There was no one in the room. There was a large picture window which had some artificial flowers all along the floor beneath the window. I walked over to the window and was looking down from the window when I caught a movement in the corner of my eye. I saw a beetle-type bug with claw pinchers on its head. It was crawling up from the fake flowers and climbing up the window. I was wondering why a bug would be coming from artificial flowers and the next thing I knew, there was another bug. I stopped looking outside of the window and looked at the bugs. Soon there were more and I counted six of them. I did not know if the bugs could poison a person or not if they bit them so I went looking for help. There were so very many hallways and yet it was so quiet and no one was walking in the halls. I finally saw someone coming out of a room and I called to her. I told her about the bugs which I had seen. She told me she knew about the bugs and she had already called an exterminator.

The next thing I knew I was watching someone who was cooking some food in a large pot. There were some long bones showing at the edge of the pot and I did not know what kind of meat it was. Some tomatoes, rice and spices were added to the pot and it was all stirred together.
I was now in a huge dining area and many people were sitting on benches at long tables. Everyone had a bowl in front of them and they were eating something with a piece of bread.
I did not want to eat anything at this place and I started thinking about all of these people. I could not figure where they all came from or how I came to be with them.

I was looking around me and all of a sudden, I was not sure any longer what was true and what was not real. There had been too many empty blanks recently. I wondered if I should feel fear or anger but my emotions seemed to be dead. It was like I had been drained of the blood from my body.

I left the dining area and started walking down one of the halls.

I saw a young man being put into a bed in one of the rooms. I walked over to the door and I heard the lady say to me to watch out and see if I found any money. She was putting clothes into drawers and talking. She said her son insisted on giving a big tip to someone and she did not want him to do it. I saw the cart where she was getting the clothes from and there on the top of the cart was a couple of dollars. She saw the money and grabbed it and stuck it into her pocket. She said her son did not need any cash at this place. I was wondering why she was taking it if it belonged to her son.

I was finding this place to be sort of crazy and I could not figure how I came to be here.
I went back out in the hall and started walking.

It seemed there were so many halls and every place one ended, another would begin.
It was a place which was so very quiet and huge.

I no longer knew which way to go and realized it did not matter because everything looked the same.

I woke up.

Deck of Cards

2009-02-25T20:54:00.003-05:00

Life with men is like a deck of cards...
You need a heart to love them,
a diamond to marry them,
a club to beat them,
and a spade to bury them.

Dream - 29 March 2005

2009-02-20T20:01:00.001-05:00

Usually, I do not dream and I was like awake while I was asleep last night. There in a two story house, I was trying to study in a medical book which made me think of Webster`s dictionary. I was told to study a certain portion in the book but when I turned to where that information was located, I found about a dozen pages had been stapled together and I could not turn the pages or see what it was telling about the heart. On each side of me was a child. One a grown daughter, who was now little and a grandson, who spoke like an educated man. The daughter was asking me questions about the book which I had on a low table in front of us and the grandson was answering her questions as I looked at the two of them. All of a sudden, I heard screaming and I went to the open window which was nearby. I could see woods in the distance and coming out of the woods was a swirling, rushing red river of water. I could see no other houses or people outside the window but the cries of terror sounded close and as I turned my head, I saw the two children looking at me. It was as if they wanted me to tell them everything was going to be OK and I knew there was no way we could get away from the raging flood. At first, I felt a sense of hopelessness and even, some fear, as I thought of what I needed to say to the two children. I looked once more out at the rising waters and then closed the open window. I went to where the children were still sitting and sat down beside them. I reached over to a bookcase and chose a fairytale book which they loved for me to read to them. I opened the book and pointed out the pretty pictures painted on the pages. The screams from outside was no longer heard as I started telling them the story which had been told so many times through the ages. I wondered for a while how long it would take for the waters to reach the place we were at and also how would I handle the fear of the children as well as the fear which I knew I would have because I knew we were not going to live. I really had mixed emotions as I kept reading. It was a feeling of fear and peace at the same time.

I woke up!

Love

2009-02-19T21:12:00.002-05:00

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.--Rainer Maria Rilke

For a relationship to be healthy and fulfilling, each of us must respect the other. "Two solitudes" is exactly what we are, and we will never be one, no matter how close we become. It may feel like that at times, but we always remain separate persons with our own thoughts, feelings, dreams, and interests.

When we love one another, we allow each other to be who we are, to have our own lives, for it is out of those separate lives that we bring strength and energy and life into our relationships.

We are meant to honor the differences between us. Often these differences lead to squabbles, but when we recognize that each of us is necessary to the union we have created, we create a better one, far superior to the sum of its parts.

Leeches

2009-02-19T17:49:00.002-05:00

This is America
Called the U. S. A.
Where the poor always work
So, the rich can play

In a political gold mine
Where the minorities toil
Or die in the military
Protecting the rich oil

Flowing in the deep pockets
Under the table
Ordered by leaders
Who act completely unstable

Sending the downtrodden
Off to fight their war
Because, all of the wealthy
Want more and more.

Blue Light Special

2009-02-10T09:48:00.000-05:00

Blue Light Special

Dry pain drops
Fill a thirsty soul
Leaving more emptiness
Than one can hold

Deluges of matter
Down mind slides
Falling into memories
Time only hides

Illusions and names
Once very clear
Replaced in present
Mastered by fear

As comfort supersedes
Excuses never stops
While thirsty soul fills
With dry pain drops.

Nine - Lies

2009-02-10T09:45:00.001-05:00

Nine - Lies

Speaking as a cat
Know it is not true
The tale of having nine lives
Believed by me and you

As a little kitten
I was happy to be alive
Knowing if faced with danger
For nine lives I would survive

So, one night I went drinking
As some cats are prone to do
All of my lives completely left me
And my drinks were only two.

Nada

2009-02-09T21:55:00.000-05:00

Traveling down one road
In memories of the mind
Over mountains and into valleys
Down paths of every kind

Seeing reality and fantasies
Which lurks in every place
Hard to tell them apart
Never shows in any face

When dealing with existence
One always has to choose
Willing to accept the outcome
Whether it is win or lose

Because there are no rules
And that can be a shame
Unless one understands this life
Is really only a simple game

Entertaining a person`s mind
While traveling down this road
Giving some distractions
While you carry a heavy load

Allowing the mind to wander
Into many games of pretend
Which gives a bit of joy
Until life`s game does end.

Nocturnal

2009-02-03T22:31:00.001-05:00

There was a time
When I wanted to weep
Staying awake
While others sleep
But, I have found
In the quiet of the night
I see things now
In a different light
I am more in tuned
With my inner self
Finding answers
Where none were left
As I explore my mind
Searching it deep
I find I need
Less and less sleep
What is sleep
But a body`s rest
I find my time
Is when I am blessed
So, now when the clock
Ticks away the night
I am not in darkness
I have the light

©Maggie Lee Scott

Neapolitan+Ice+Cream

2009-02-03T22:25:00.002-05:00

Hear them bells
Their golden ring
Echoes in harmony
Now angels sing

Past is present
Blood line true
Seen by many
Recognized by few

Lost in mazes
Created to confuse
Unbalancing the scales
Winners do lose

Shackled by laws
Colored by man
Justice is blind
In foreign land

Where money talks
Green is white
Covering the horror
Done at night

Remove the hobbles
Expose the lies
Dry the tears
From crying eyes

©Maggie Lee Scott

Night Calls

2009-02-03T22:22:00.000-05:00

The sharpness of images
Seen in bright sunny light
Can never compete
With the clarity of night

Erasing the glare
Sunshine can blind
Bringing sweet music
To soothe a weary mind

Letting it roam
To times in the past
Savoring a journey
Not meant to last

Because of obstacles
Brought on in the days
Causing a parting
Each going separate ways

Never to meet
On this earth again
Living in memories
Of having a soul friend

©Maggie Lee Scott

Magic In The Air

2009-02-03T22:18:00.001-05:00

Mystical, magical
Music in the air
Lifting and carrying
From a state of despair

Filled with emptiness
In a vanilla cloud
Released in melting pleasure
When magic came to care

Blending like ripple ice cream
Two melding into one
Yielding to the power
Which the magic had begun

Introducing a new world
Right here on this earth
Oblivious to the educated
Opened at a mystical birth

Where anything is believable
To all who enter there
Making dreams come true
From the magical air...

©Maggie Lee Scott

My Way (Tanka)

2009-02-03T22:15:00.000-05:00

Spending a lifetime
Fighting my anxieties
Looking for a cure
Wishing only to endure
The darkness within, my way

©Maggie Lee Scott

May Flow

2009-02-03T22:12:00.000-05:00

A fan is spinning
On the ceiling above
While the air conditioner
Gives it`s cool sounds
Both gentle reminders
Summer is arriving
Bringing warm changes
Of long sunny days
Delightful nights
With a brighter moon
Lighting memories path
To pleasant journeys
In mind`s view
Of wonderful fun-filled days
When love felt true
And time had no power
As the river flowed
The mountains reached the sky
Heart-felt vows were made
Making one sigh
Exchange of promises
With heated breath
Devotion to each other
Until the death
When each would leave
This place called Earth
Shaking off the clay
Receiving a new birth
Released from contention
In mind and heart
United together
Never to part.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Mind Images

2009-02-03T21:11:00.000-05:00

Once there was visual beauty
At least in the camera`s eyes
Now features have changed
Truth never lies

As wrinkles and gray appear
In just a little while
Showing time has passed
While keeping a smile

Knowing the pictures
From future, present and past
Express true vision
Forever to last

When memories appear
To one with a camera of love
Always showing beauty
Being thought of

Bringing the images
In the mind`s eye
Photos do change
Faces of love never die

When the movements of life
Slow down as they do
The love in the heart
Will still shine through.

©Maggie Lee Scott

My Puzzle

2009-02-03T21:00:00.000-05:00

You are a wonderful puzzle to me
In all I know, In all I see
I write these words
So the world can know
You fill my heart
Leaving your glow
You are a mystery
From which I never tire
Solving your mystery
Is a sweet desire
The answers come
From time to time
The way our lives
Seems to inter twine
You can be so serious
When you need to be
Yet, you show
The child within you to me
Yes, you are a puzzle
I will say to the end
I am so glad
You are my friend.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Meltdown

2009-02-03T20:48:00.001-05:00

Gaze past the ashes
One may see
Smoldering embers
Where fire used to be
Now only a memory
Traces in history
A distant flame
Burning free
Fed by reflections
Of flickering past
Heat and emotions
Passionately last.

©Maggie Lee Scott

My Sunshine

2009-02-03T20:42:00.001-05:00

Since I met you
I know better
The broad difference
In the sun and the stars
There is and always will be
Only one sun
Shining as bright as can be
While the stars
Number into the millions
Yet, I would gladly
Accept being a star
To shine after you
Knowing the shine
Is dim compared
To your brightness
You are my sunshine

©Maggie Lee Scott

Musing DoSay

2009-02-03T20:33:00.000-05:00

This is that
And that is thus
Captured by minus
Devoid of plus

In darkness
Clothed within a dream
Gallops truth
Where all is seen

As lights flash
Colors so bright
Chasing away demons
Crawling in the night

Seeking to invade
Any human kind
Without understanding
Protecting the mind

Giving safety
Ones must endure
Ranting and taunts
Found within the cure

Located so close
But few can find
Health, wealth and peace
Lives deep within the mind

©Maggie Lee Scott

My Muse

2009-02-03T20:23:00.000-05:00

I have a muse
That visits me
Pointing out things
I could never see

Removing darkness
Showing light
Giving words
That I may write

Leading me on
In a forward way
Simple things
Simple to say

Easily understood
By all who read
Giving of self
To those in need

I need my muse
So I won`t hide
The inner feelings
I keep inside

©Maggie Lee Scott

My Course

2009-02-02T18:37:00.001-05:00

I do not know why
My life source
Is called
A life force
When we all
Have a choice
On where we take
Our course
In life

©Maggie Lee Scott

Little Regret

2009-02-02T18:27:00.000-05:00

Little Regret

Nearer, My God
Nearer, To thee

Closer to the One
Who set me free

These labor pains are hard
As I leave this old world

Soon I will be Home
Enjoying my new birth

My children were wonderful
My grandchildren, better yet

They are the main reason
Leaving will be with little regret

I rest in the comfort of knowing
One day we may meet again

God welcomes all to Heaven
Who have repented to Him of their sin.

©Maggie Lee Scott-21 November 1997

Life (Tanka)

2009-02-02T18:23:00.000-05:00

children are dying
from using their parents guns
as bullets ring out
what lessons are they learning
is life reduced to nothing?

©Maggie Lee Scott

Leeches

2009-02-02T18:19:00.000-05:00

Like A Bird

2009-02-02T18:14:00.000-05:00

It is better to fly
Alone__Like a bird
Than to call out in a crowd
Where you are never heard

God`s eye is on the sparrow
He hears and sees
Wherever we may go
People on their knees

It makes me sad
You can not see
What is freely given
To make anyone free

© Maggie Lee Scott

Limited

2009-02-02T18:10:00.001-05:00

Blue birds
Fly high
Reaching penicales
Conquoring sky

Over mountains
Valleys below
Little boundries
Seldom show

To prevent
Their flight
Chirping days
Star-filled night

All birds
Can`t sing
Loads create
Broken wing

Hinders flight
From ground
Crying blue
See brown

Created equal
To fly
Given pain
Some die

Trying hard
Ignoring shame
Of others
Playing game

Showing brown
Speaking true
Sorrows abound
Silent blue...

©Maggie Lee Scott

Link

2009-02-02T18:06:00.001-05:00

clay made skin
oxidized within
fluid to flow
heated with glow
spirits do solve
as souls evolve

battles are won
time is done
mysterious ways
throughout stays
brings the light
into a night

no more to roam
safe at home
able to rest
passed the test
using the mind
defeating time...

©Maggie Lee Scott

Lessons From The Past

2009-02-02T18:03:00.000-05:00

When a lesson
From the past
Comes calling
That is when it will
Be noticed
If the lesson taught
Was learned or not
Sometimes history
Repeats it`s self
And it is needed to be taught
Over and over again
Until that lesson is learned
For good
It is my intention
To use my mind
Where it is needed
Taking everything
Into observation
Eliminating confusion
So my soul can lead me
In the direction
I need to go
I need my own growth
I want to be alert
At all times
For whatever
New lessons
Come my way

©Maggie Lee Scott

Letter to a Dear Grandaughter

2009-02-02T17:48:00.000-05:00

Forever you will remain
A little girl to me
Whenever you look around
My love, you will always see

I will never leave you
Although you do not see my face
Continue to grow in Grace and wisdom
While I reside at my Heavenly place

Can you not see the truth
We will never be apart
My life lives in the love
You carry within your heart

Smile at the many visions
You bouncing upon my knees
We will always be together
Within loving memories

While life will give you heartaches
Pain will cause many a tear
Remember my love from the past
I am close to you my dear

©Maggie Lee Scott

Lost

2009-02-02T17:12:00.000-05:00

Today has been a day of tears for me
I feel like I am blind and can not see
Maybe I am lost and that is why
You can not see me as I cry
I am all mixed up, confused, I say
Is there anyone to guide me today

©Maggie Lee Scott

Let Me Help

2009-02-02T17:04:00.000-05:00

I am at a place
I want to be
Seeing things
As I want to see

No more is darkness
In the daylight
My light shines brightly
Such a beautiful sight

I whistle and sing
A happy song
If you are unhappy
Just come on along

Let me help you
Carry your load
We`ll toss it to the side
As we travel down our road

©Maggie Lee Scott

lamenting

2009-02-02T17:00:00.001-05:00

help me
get my feet
back on the ground

i can`t
use my senses
to hear any sound

my heart
is loudly pounding
inside my wounded head

i hope
someone can understand
why i have bled

needing a
friendly shoulder to
be by my side

giving support
instead of running
away while i cried.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Knowledge

2009-02-02T16:57:00.000-05:00

Born into a world
Survival was internal
Controlled by forces
From the external
Knowing that always
Life is eternal.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Knowing you...knowing me

2009-02-02T16:52:00.002-05:00

have i told you lately
i tried to do so
but was unable
to let you know
i do not regret
i will never forget
through eternity
knowing you knowing me

©Maggie Lee Scott

JUSTIFIED

2009-02-02T16:46:00.000-05:00

Just as if
I had never sinned before
Saved by His blood
Now and forever more

I heard the sweet message
Of how it came to be
Jesus shed His blood
So I could be free

Whether you are a murder
Or someone who had lied
It is only through Jesus
You can be justified

Do not ever think
There is some other way to choose
Without the saving blood of Jesus
We would all forever lose

When, you serve the Lord
Your needs will be satisfied
When you accept God`s salvation
Then you will be justified

©Maggie Lee Scott

In Church

2009-02-02T16:42:00.002-05:00

A building is not a church
Because it is built with a steeple

A building becomes a church
When the church is in the people

A building protects the flesh
From the rain, cold and sun

The church protects the Soul
When each passing day is done

A building may have many members
The church has sisters and brothers

Those in a building think only of themselves
While the church is always caring for others

This Sunday, when you enter a building
And you sit upon a pew

You will know if you are in church
Because, the church will be in you.

©Maggie Lee Scott - June 1995

In My Sight

2009-02-02T16:36:00.002-05:00

You reminded me
Of the full moon last night
I lay there on the bed mesmerized
The room lit by your loving light

When your lips
Brushed against mine
Sweeter was your taste
Than a bottle of fine wine

Your hands reached out
Drawing me within your arms
There I felt so safe
Protected free from any alarm

You kissed me
With your lips so tender
My body yielded
I did surrender

To the love we shared
Until the early break of day
Sharing the sweet words
We both had to say

Letting each other know
Exactly how we feel
We are so blessed to have each other
Resting in a love that is real

©Maggie L. Scott

Internal Beam

2009-02-02T16:32:00.000-05:00

Soar like eagle
Do not deny
Scream anger
Painful cry
Heartaches abound
Teardrops fly
Depression hits
Creating a sigh
Arise to voice
Load within
Gather light
Flowing pen
Expressions hurt
Another time
Life anew
Searching mind
Growing strength
Serves relief
Inside self
Lies belief.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Interlude

2009-02-02T16:29:00.000-05:00

Time waits for no one
Many will fully agree
And that is exactly why
Moments are treasures to be

Spent and enjoyed
Each and every day
Allowing nothing
To stand in the way

While pursuing happiness
Making a new road
Without false expectations
For help carrying any load

Understanding that lies
Can cause much grief
Clouding the mind
Destroying past belief

So always be cautious
With everyone you meet
One never knows
Who is filled with deceit.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Infinity

2009-02-02T16:27:00.000-05:00

Walking along
The Milky Way
Lit by the Moon
Sharing it`s ray
As lovers strolled
Hand in hand
Enjoying the beauty
Of an enchanted land
Stars were twinkling
In each other`s eye
Planets were discovered
While traveling high
Breaking new trails
Joys to explore
From mountains to valleys
And, so much more
Emotions spread wings
Opening a view
As time stood still
For only two
Joined together
Soul to soul
Emerging from a fire
That will never grow cold

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2004

Impersonation

2009-02-02T16:15:00.001-05:00

Silicone mountains
Viagra land
Images of the mind
Planted by man

At great length
Faking a fire
Pretty young things
Males do desire

Showing trophies off
To another man
Each always wondering
If the other one can

Rise to the occasion
When movements are sure
Pleasing to a woman
Able to endure

Keeping it up
Without any haste
Satisfaction will come
In the right place.

©Maggie Lee Scott

ICU

2009-02-02T16:12:00.000-05:00

expressively speaking
gauge blank
forging ahead
empty tank
gazing around
i spy
sorry sounds
eyes dry
remorse nil
bleating need
ungrateful heart
showing greed
invisible lines
exposure true
found lacking
performance blue

©Maggie Lee Scott - 19 June 2004

Invisible

2009-02-02T16:07:00.001-05:00

Ties from the past
Keep holding me to
A time when my future
Included me with you

We vowed to each other
To never be apart
Alive or deceased
We were bound by the heart

Then things happened
By another face
Causing a separation
You went to a different place

The ties are growing weaker
With no love to be found
One day these bindings
Will no longer be around

©Maggie Lee Scott

Illumination

2009-02-02T16:03:00.000-05:00

Looking around
Inside out
Past shadows
All about
Wearing purple
Sometimes red
Forging paths
Never led
In mind
Always free
Traveling alone
Being me

©Maggie Lee Scott

If

2009-02-02T16:01:00.000-05:00

If I were an umbrella
I would protect you
From the falling rain

It I were a doctor
I would cure you
From all of your pain

If I were the sunshine
I would warm all your days
If I were a candle
I would light all your ways

If I were able
I would do all
This and more

Because you
Are a friend
Whom, I adore

©Maggie Lee Scott

Illusion

2009-02-02T15:59:00.000-05:00

What is the truth
Of false and real
In the mind of the questioner
Is how they themselves feel
It matters not
Where others lead
Their path is chosen
According to self need
Look and discover
Where is your light
It is meant for you
Not for another`s delight

©Maggie Lee Scott

In Mind

2009-02-02T15:56:00.000-05:00

Have you ever enjoyed
A journey in mind
In a peaceful setting
Leaving troubles behind

Gazing with your eyes
On a far away star
Stop the wishing
Finding where you are

Traveling all over
Throughout the land
Seeing a need
Giving a helping hand

Making others happy
Is happiness for thee
It destroys chains
Setting ones free

©Maggie Lee Scott

Invitation

2009-02-02T15:53:00.001-05:00

circle the square
in middle of here
many ages
signaled clear
stirring a spoon
in coffee cup
tasting sweet care
in every sup while
gazing around
bountiful crops
growing scattered
precision placed
within a hair
measured so free
world come see
blessings thrive here
I am .... clearly
in command.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Help Me, Lord

2009-02-02T15:48:00.001-05:00

I tell myself
I must not forget
Then I laugh
With some regret

Days and weeks pass
No one comes along
Where are your friends
When you are feeling alone

The children are too busy
With a life of their own
They all work long hours
Too tired to call on the phone

You think of your church
Sitting upon their pew
When the body is unable
Do they still care for you

I miss their fellowship
Much more often these days
I miss the pastors sermons
The choir singing God`s praise

These times are hard
Both at night and day
Please give me strength
To go on, dear Lord, I pray

Help me acknowledge
In all I say or do
Everything I am
Lives only for You.

©Maggie Lee Scott - 19 November 1997

Historical

2009-02-02T15:44:00.000-05:00

Can life in bondage
Be better than death
Which ceases to measure
The depth of a breath

Yet releases a soul
To fly away free
Leaving behind nothing
But a brief history

Living in the hearts
Of those who cared
Good and bad times
For those who shared

Breaking out of chains
Living without shame
Where truth prevails
Without playing a game

©Maggie Lee Scott

Gemini

2009-02-01T22:32:00.001-05:00

Yes, she is a Gemini
Through and through
Ever since birth
Living a life of two

What one twin did
Both received the blame
One deed accepted
Another held in shame

Always together
Within the light
Even when emotions
Cause either to fight

Life choices may differ
At a beckoning call
The struggles of existence
Not seen by all

Yes, I am a Gemini
I am letting you see
We are happy
Just being me.

© Maggie Lee Scott

Going Home

2009-02-01T22:29:00.000-05:00

Going Home

To all of my family
And the church where I belong
Please do not be sad for me
When the day comes and I am gone

Ever since the day
I received a brand new birth
I knew that my home
Was not found here on this earth

Jesus has gone on
To my Father and He will prepare
An everlasting home for me
And, He will take me there

I am happy I shared in your love
I want you all to know
Now, I am ready
And soon it will be time to go

To My heavenly Father
In the Heavens up above
He is waiting there to greet me
His arms open with love

If you know my Father
And have received His amazing Grace
A new day will come
When we will meet face to face

What a day that will be
We will see God upon His throne
What peace we will know
As we find joy and contentment in our new Home.

Amen

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2 November 1996

Gone

2009-02-01T22:27:00.001-05:00

How well I remember
That warm June night
We stood by the lake
Beneath the shimmering moonlight

We both exchanged vows
Saying we would never part
Now you are gone without a trace
Leaving behind a broken heart.

©Maggie Lee Scott

free to be

2009-02-01T22:22:00.001-05:00

circles may fall
like squares at play
landing into puddles
on the road to man do lay

where flowers die
in a strange time
and clocks do not tick
without glasses of wine

giving blissful silence
from all the voices
mocking the senses
creating many choices

watching sunflowers bloom
with yellow and golden brown
surviving in the sunshine
withering in frozen ground

and once upon a time
it will come to be
beneath blue lines
where some may not see

until too late
but, that is okay
enjoy each journey
on the road to man do lay.

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2007

Frankly, My Dear

2009-02-01T22:18:00.001-05:00

Answers come pouring
With no questions before
The changes began
Behind a closed door

With a loose tongue
In a running mouth
Having no understanding
Customs of the South

Where men walk softly
When women do speak
Knowing wrath may follow
When patience grows weak

Allowing the force
Kept hidden within
Women of the South
Understand their men

Desiring food on the table
A warm body in bed
Paying close attention
To what the woman has said

Realizing that pain
Will come his way
Whenever he ignores
What the woman does say

So listen closely
When offered jelly or jam
Women of the South
Really don`t give a damn

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2004

Fall

2009-02-01T22:15:00.001-05:00

Watching from a window
The falling of many leaves
Floating gently to the ground
Nudged by a cool Fall breeze

Some limbs are barren
No leaves to be found
On the other branches
Vivid colors of red and brown

Mixed with yellows and orange
Quite a colorful sight
This follage has such beauty
Giving much delight

Realizing it won`t be long
When anyone looks out there
All of this assortment will vanish
The trees will all be bare

Birds are coming to the feeders
To chirp the songs they sing
Reminding all the leaves will return
Early in the next Spring.

© Maggie Lee Scott - 15 Nov 2002

Fall - 2003

2009-02-01T22:09:00.001-05:00

Look close at the trees
To see the colorful leaves
Soon they will not be found
Gently floating to the ground
Building a bed on the earth
Nourishing seeds for their birth
Even when the trees are bare
A new life is beginning there.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Freedumb

2009-02-01T22:06:00.000-05:00

In school it was taught
We lived in the land of the free
However, I have learned
You have to pay a fee

Every little thing
Has a different price
Whether or not you pay it
Depends on the throw of the dice

Many, Born at the top of the ladder
Able to lick the cream
Holding high paid positions
Treated with great esteem

Always fooling the general public
Making them serve for political pay
Keeping them all in labor
While the rich just have the say

More and more are waking up
And learning how to speak
Letting the ones in power
See, they are neither dumb or weak.

©Maggie lee Scott

Frozen In Mind

2009-02-01T22:03:00.001-05:00

Hard cold rain
Quenched burning fire
Drops of silence
Stole all desire
Making one strong
Leaving any regret
Able to remember
Willing to forget
Mind is encased
Now, in control
What to leave
When to hold
In mind, once
Pure as gold
Grew like ice
Hard and cold.

©Maggie Lee Scott

footprints in the water

2009-02-01T21:53:00.001-05:00

turning a head
some fall back
glancing every where
seeking a track

where children frolic
in water at play
with a fire-eating dragon
which will not slay

because of understanding
the read liquid see
footprints in the water
got to be free

from invisible flies
swarming near by
clothed in illusions
naked to an eye

where images can change
footprints in the sand
but hot water tracks are
comfortable to understand

©Maggie Lee Scott

Eclipsed

2009-02-01T21:24:00.000-05:00

Watching a butterfly
Gliding in the air
Displaying beautiful colors
Roaming every where

Out in the meadows
Where the flowers grow
Rich with sweet nectar
A bountiful flow

As the moon rise follows
The setting of the sun
My footsteps trace yours
When each day is done

You feed my mind
And so much more
Like no one else
I have met before

It is almost like
A brand new birth
As you share the beauty
Here on the earth

Love is the butterfly
Gliding in the air
Love is your footsteps
Showing you care

You are my moon
I am your sun
It is with understanding
We become poetically one.

©Maggie Lee Scott

Emotions

2009-02-01T21:21:00.001-05:00

Emotions
Strong
Swirling deep

Chasing
Robbing
Me of sleep

Churning
Burning
Eyes do weep

Grounding
Pounding
To a heap

Restless
Yearnings
One does meet

Awful
Emotions
Locked in keep

©Maggie Lee Scott - 20 September 1998

Evening Tide

2009-02-01T21:19:00.001-05:00

Evening Tide

The blue shades of darkness
Cascade over the night
Covering the false shadows
Of things giving fright

Causing a mortal body
To ache and sometimes moan
Encased with contradictions
Afflicting flesh and bone

As tiny flickering embers
Slowly fade away
And the vessel grows colder
With each passing day

While the Lord of a soul
Is whispering to come see
The releasing of earthly chains
Setting one spirit free...

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2006

Esteem

2009-02-01T21:16:00.000-05:00

I save each message
You leave on my phone
To hear your voice
When feeling all alone

This is just one
Of foolish things I do
To give me comfort
When I am missing you...

©Maggie Lee Scott

Enchanted

2009-02-01T21:11:00.001-05:00

Soft butterfly kisses
Sweeter than strawberry wine
Deepening with great passion
As two bodies did entwine

Melting into one
It seemed to be true
Heartbeats beating together
Me falling into you

Exchanging solemn vows
Never to be apart
With deep understanding
Written in the heart

Have I told you lately
How much I truly miss
Sounds of butterfly wings
Bringing close your kiss

As I recall past times
Sweeter than wine
When passions were strong
Believing, you were mine...

©Maggie Lee Scott

Encore

2009-02-01T21:06:00.001-05:00

A basic instinct
Of any primitive animal
Or educated human being
Is a state of survival
By any means
Always careful with actions
Being self-contained
To live another way
Can not always say
There is no surprise
Hidden with lies
And nothing new
From the time of birth
Until reprise comes
Returning to earth
Evolving with changes
Never, the same
While existing each day
Playing life`s game

©Maggie Lee Scott - 2006

eraced

2009-02-01T20:56:00.001-05:00

erased

some matter can disappear
as one world turns blue
needing no more questions
to answers already knew

that time can stand
even lost in space
this is a reality
leaving no trace

as belief in life
becomes a shame
seeking to finish
an illusionary game

suddenly waking up
wearing a new face
releasing much pain
now, in another place.

©Maggie Lee Scott - June 2005

DECEPTION (acrostic)

2009-02-01T20:50:00.002-05:00

Deceiving friends and strangers
Expecting to always be believed
Callous to playing with hearts
Entirely wrapped up in lies
Pretending a false reality
Telling things that are untrue
In a life of illusion
Oblivious to being false
Nothing will ever be gained.

©Maggie Lee Scott-2002

Dance of the Hummingbird

2009-02-01T20:44:00.000-05:00

Dance of the Hummingbird

Hummingbirds dancing
Gracefully in the air
Sipping sweet nectar
Satisfying thirst there

At the bright red feeder
Which catches their eye
Drawing them nearer
So, one can spy

As tiny wings flutter
Showing, purple, blue and green
Which carries them to places
Many eyes have never seen.

©Maggie Lee Scott - 28 July 2004

Dust On My Bible

2009-01-02T20:35:00.000-05:00

The dust on my bible
Oh how it did grow
As I wandered around in darkness
Going to and fro

The lessons I knew
From the tales of old
I had left behind me
With nothing left to console

The emptiness which filled me
As dangers I did seek
The visions of this world
Caused my heart to weep

Soon I will greet Jesus
These words I want to say
Thank You Lord
For enlightening my way

This is my story
About how I did stray
The Lord never did leave me
He is with me each and every day.

©Maggie Lee Scott - 24 August 1998

Dust In The Wind

2009-01-01T20:31:00.000-05:00

Do not weep for me
When I am finally gone
Sick and tired of fighting
This hard battle all alone

Being torn into tiny pieces
Watching loved ones survive
Too busy to even notice
I was barely alive

Just listening to sounds
Of different voices
With so many excuses
For various choices

Making me realize
It really is ok
For me to take leave
While loved ones stay

Fighting their battles
Struggling to survive
The way I once did
When I was alive...

©Maggie Lee Scott

2008-01-19T17:43:00.000-05:00

Metamorphosis

Life is an incurable disease
Which humans contact at birth
The results of this plague
Tortures while existing on this earth

Doomed to repeat travels
Down paths never gone before
Until the clock of time
Ceases to tick anymore

Everything slowly changes
Some are harder to see
Seeking false freedom
From where ever one may be

Bird wings look frail
To a naked eye
Yet they have strength
To soar into the sky

Away from the pains
Suffered on the earth
Removed from this planet
Receiving a new birth

Embracing a circle
Of an internal choice
Free to begin all over
With a brand new voice.

©Maggie Lee Scott

2008-01-14T18:27:00.000-05:00

Meal on Wheels

these days
there are many ways
of receiving
a meal on wheels
which i am told
i should be thankful for
because
it is free
and i have to ask myself
should i be thankful
to a wealthy government
which serves nameless meat
tasteless veggies
and colored water
called skim milk
while the powers that be
feasts on the whole milk
with bountiful servings
of delicious prepared meals
paid by the taxpayers
who can not afford these
dishes for themselves
the meal on wheels
is a poorly regulated
government program
which provides more
money provided for food
to the staff
who have little or no training
in preparing diets
and if a person
happens to be a diabetic
tough stuff
all people are served
the same stuff
and it is so sad
to have no choice
and
no voice
as a senior
needing meals on wheels.

©Maggie Lee Scott

2008-01-03T21:34:00.000-05:00

the one who once was

do not come in the door
looking back to see
the same old person
one used to be
who is now alerted
to every voice
understanding exactly
each has a choice
hiding behind illusions
evading true reality
which is the reason
one has to be
someone much different
than ever was before
the one who was
does not live here any more.

©Maggie Lee Scott

2008-01-03T21:28:00.000-05:00

reminising

remember me
when you are feeling sad
remember me
and the good times we had
remember me
when you are blue
remember me
and what is true
remember me
in the darkness of the night
remember me
in days of bright sun light
remember me
when each day is done
remember me
loving only one
remember me

©Maggie Lee Scott

Changing Dresses

2007-12-11T15:21:00.000-05:00

It was the night
Before the day
For hubby and wife
Both stirring and moving
Before continuing
A rather repetitious life
At times he would crawl
Like a harmless worm
Whenever she roared
It made him squirm
As repeatedly he ignored
Acting as if she was not there
Causing her to wonder
If he ever did care
As she offered him
Luscious grapes on the vine
He even gave waste
To her fine vintage wine
Time passed on
And through the years
He gave little notice
To her sadness and tears
Her eyes opened wide
To all the misery and lies
Knowing there was no more
He could do to surprise
So she dressed up fancy
Putting on her new shoes
Letting him know
He could win or lose.

©Maggie L. Scott - 2007

This was an inspiration
from a piece Amias wrote:
"he dresses up and I dress down"

2007-12-10T04:37:00.000-05:00

oh! say can you see

2007-09-01T19:39:00.000-04:00

whether one is mighty
or among the very least
no one can ever escape
the nature of the beast

this discovery to some
is no great surprise
understanding with clear vision
both colored and white lies

vocalized so loudly
expressions of the news
out of the void
was born the blues

covering all the many deeds
some done by the dead
pointing to the rivers
where water flowed red

among public figures
some called knights
who mainly created terror
covered in the night

carrying a flag
wearing many a disguise
the beast wanders among
colored and white lies

found far beneath
where mere mortals can not see
is the liar of the beast
living within you and me

©Maggie Lee Scott-2007

Past Tense

2007-05-08T20:45:00.000-04:00

Today
I heard a car door
Once again
I listened for footsteps
To come across the porch
Returning to the door
But, it was with sadness
What was true
The car door did not open
And never does anymore
Still, my heart longed to hear
The sound of familiar footsteps
Once more
Today

©Maggie Lee Scott

Poem from Maggie

2007-05-05T11:24:00.001-04:00

If

If I were an umbrella
I would protect you
From the falling rain

It I were a doctor
I would cure you
From all of your pain

If I were the sunshine
I would warm all your days
If I were a candle
I would light all your ways

If I were able
I would do all
This and more

Because you
Are a friend
Whom, I adore

©Maggie Lee Scott

The Power Of One

2007-05-04T22:26:00.000-04:00

I have a power
This I want to confess
That leads me onwards
To only success

This is called
The power of one
Giving me strength
As each day is done

It took one for creation
In building this world
So what is the difference
If I give it a whirl

No one can stop
What I can define
As belonging to others
Or privately mine

Yes, this is a power
That causes me to shout
I am so glad
I know what it is all about

In all you say
Or all you do
It is not necessary
To have number two

Unless, of course
You wish it that way
It is all up to you
In the world where you stay

©Maggie Lee Scott - 26 Nov. 2000

Woman With A Message

2007-05-04T02:39:00.000-04:00

Joan Baez Furious About Military Gig 'Ban'... Folk singer Joan Baez is fuming she was prevented from performing for wounded soldiers last week, branding the ban "a strange irony". Joan, a staunch anti-war activist, was invited to perform along- side rocker John Mellencamp at the Walter Reed Medical Center in Washington, D.C. but organizers refused her a stage slot just days before the gig. Now Baez is accusing officials of a deliberate snub based on her outspoken views against the war in Iraq and anti- Vietnam war songs like "Blowin' In The Wind." She says, "I have always been an advocate for non-violence and I have stood as firmly against the Iraq war as I did the Vietnam war 40 years ago. "I realize now that I might have contributed to a better welcome home for those soldiers fresh from Vietnam. Maybe that's why I didn't hesitate to accept the invitation to sing for those returning from Iraq and Afghanistan. "In the end, four days before the concert, I was not 'approved' by the Army to take part. Strange irony. A spokesman for Walter Reed Medical Center claims Baez's appearance was "not in the agreement".

"This is a person I have admired for many, many years for speaking out with her songs when so many stayed silent on important issues" ... Essence