ScotsmensQuill's profile
AGE:
38
LOC: Bradford, PA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 27
LOC: Bradford, PA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 27
I am…. well… lots and lots of things. Foremost I am human and along with this condition comes a host of emotion, feelings, opinions, loyalties and experiences. I’ve seen good and bad and, unfortunately, I’ve done good and bad too. Always trying to improve upon myself inside.
For some reason, ever since I was a young lad of about 6 or 7 I loved to write these observations down and it wasn’t long before i began to write short poems and stories. As I grew older I realized that there were many truths behind the sometimes impregnable curtain that we see as reality. The only way I have found to express what I see is through written words that at times make no sense to anyone but myself. Hoping to share thoughts and feelings with others o…
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The young man had thoughts that were not his own it seemed, incessant thoughts; he had contemplated doing away with himself on more than one occasion. He was on an emotional rollercoaster. Often times wishing he were dead and at other times looking forward with rapturous joy at what life might be like years from the heartaches which he now endured. At times, though, he could not see quite that far into the future and it seemed no pointless to go on. On one particular occasion, after an extre...
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Too young, little did I know Such an ass you were Always cast a mighty blow For you were in the room All must close up tight Lest your beastly anger Let loose on me and I take flight Again on my own Bully, tormentor Terror that skulked our home Asshole, spoiled jerk Muscle-bound madman That's all you were It was me that you struck repeatedly It was me that you called the names It was me that you slapped without mercy It was me that you drove away Away from home Away from love Away from childh...
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Pieces of my life tattered now but still recognizable spread across two continents that seem an entire universe apart the misted mountains... sleepy tavern morn hot coffee and light breakfast quiet conversation and the girl made everything right in my world A fleeting glimpse into each other's soul How could I know? that her affections would be carried away with the remains of our morning intrigue ~James~
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Ever come down the hard way, you know, Like when dirt seems higher? I've done it yes, Long time ago. Still though, I remember. Mental angst, confusion, delirium, delusion Had to find the bottom first To know what's best I learned what's worst These I did and did them first A climb back up, a lovely trek I strained and pulled with back and neck To wriggle out from muck and mire The achieve the goal that I desire And reach the heights to which I alone aspire James
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Dawn breaks across the frozen face of time Here I sit once again in wonder Feeling a bit left behind by my peers All successful Even the ones who drunkards Are known for something I used to laugh at life Used to stare at the sky in endless dreams Both by day and by night I pondered the great expanse And where it all began to go woefully wrong I was younger then, much younger... Older now Still spinning my wheels I guess, No longer able to cling to that hope that hope that one has in youth For...
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Darn! You score a near perfect "10" with this piece! I absolutely loved it, every line my friend. Write onward! I love how you've tied in the "love" which you shared with "yourself" and how once one driffts, so does the other. Furthermore, because the "love" is unrecognizable, now you find yourself to be "unrecognizable" as well. This works very nicely! Bravo!
Short, concise and very much needed to be aired. Though not gay, I have several friends who are and i certainly can agree with all that you've penned here. While I can honestly say that I don't think that gays have any more chance of a lasting relationship than heterosexuals, I also am aware of the fact that they have been and to a large degree still are demonized by the general populace. It is a sad state of affairs (no pun intended) when people focus on an individual's orientation rather th...
An interesting subject matter I found herein. Not sure that I "get" it all and yet it meant something to me. I suppose that is the purpose of poetry. I got the feeling of mental angst, frustration and fear. Perhaps even a quite a bit the feeling of being lost. I think you've done a pretty decent job with this write. Keep it up.
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