New York Tears

And death marches in on tiptoes…

And a year of uphill climbing

Crumbles in an instant…

And the future careens

As a front runner

Ready to be shot down by a sniper’s bullet

Aimed at the good life

Scott – 1993

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Poem For A Friend

I watched his face twitch
and his eyes tear
and the uncontrolled
spasms as his hand
struck his chest
translucent skin
and sores
and no quiet
in a brain
that races
toward an end
that seems inevitable
Family crowds around
uncomfortable
and I want to run
and dance
and laugh
and hide
and cry
at what I see
for me
when then
you cry
and turn
away
Remember me beautiful
Remember my eyes smiling
Remember me loving you
Powerfully
Look past the fear in my face
to the peace in your reflection
in my eyes
Lift me up
cool me
in the healing waters
of your tears.

Scott

Published in: on July 29, 2008 at 6:34 pm  Leave a Comment  
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