Andrew Scott
/ GreyThoughts.InfoTaking in the sunrise in the morning,
smelling the fresh, clean air
hearing only earth noises
feeling how beautiful it …
By Andrew Scott
Contain the magic of you being you.
In a crowd, you will stand out
holding on to who you are
and what you truly …
By Andrew Scott
… heat from the little air
that is coming into my body
is making lungs burn
slowly feeling …
By Andrew Scott
… there is a monster under the bed
who wants to take me whole
It is messing with my …
By Andrew Scott
… heavy air is hovering over you.
Many worries, unable to make everything meet.
The mind scattered with thoughts.
Days are adding up as a…
By Andrew Scott
… winds came from nowhere.
Another surprise nor’easter.
We get a lot of them here each fall
so I am prepared for them …
By Andrew Scott
Taking in the sunrise in the morning,
smelling the fresh, clean air
hearing only earth noises
feeling how beautiful it …
By Andrew Scott
Contain the magic of you being you.
In a crowd, you will stand out
holding on to who you are
and what you truly …
By Andrew Scott
… heat from the little air
that is coming into my body
is making lungs burn
slowly feeling …
By Andrew Scott
… there is a monster under the bed
who wants to take me whole
It is messing with my …
By Andrew Scott
… heavy air is hovering over you.
Many worries, unable to make everything meet.
The mind scattered with thoughts.
Days are adding up as a…
By Andrew Scott
… winds came from nowhere.
Another surprise nor’easter.
We get a lot of them here each fall
so I am prepared for them …
By Andrew Scott
… though I am in the middle of a compass.
Bewildered feelings on the direction to take.
Each direction clouded by fog.
Unable to see in the…
By Andrew Scott
…at the night sky
feeling the dark, cold breeze.
I listen for your voice
coming through…
By Andrew Scott
…not see what she sees.
I am an ugly skinned man,
half-full of angry rage.
I hid my physical being…
By Andrew Scott
...quiet moment of this hectic life
is a time of reflection and thought
in this journey of healing.
Each day, searching for that...
By Andrew Scott
…and rest high
knowing how all who you touched
feel about their time with you.
We shared in your…
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…they are one.
Two bodies, one beautiful soul
with the tender touch they both share.
The inner thoughts…
By Andrew Scott
…spring rain through my window.
Am thinking of the time and space I am currently in.
Remembering turbulent and sensitive times.
I thought of running away and…
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…but I feel a little off today
my balance for life seems mixed up
most days my zest for life
and discovering is full steam…
By Andrew Scott
…can hear it through the trees
humming sweetly into the lightened clouds
hypnotizing strums calling as a siren
sends the soul to…
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…I watch you
move towards your light
there are so many emotions
flowing through…
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…glides in from the horizon.
You never see her appear from the sunset,
a dark figure in the glow.
The aura is inviting, and…
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…road is so hard.
It is littered with dark coffee stains
and stressed cigarette rings
with the thoughts…
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…it is an out-of-body experience.
Each time I enter this wooded world
of clear air for calm…
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…to put pen to paper.
Not sure why but not feeling
the inspiration to create…
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…all this cloudy darkness
I can feel you above
looking down, guiding me
as I drift place to…
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…along the glowing roads
of the ever-sprawling Romantic Highways.
So many undiscovered places,
hidden from the onlooking…
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…on this beach,
taking in the sunset,
words swirling through my head.
Let the sounds of the…
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…onto this ledge
by what feels like a thread.
I should have gone left
however I turned…
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…walking the road unknown.
Never knowing the weather being shown.
Whether obstacles will be blown
into a bare path by the…
By Andrew Scott
…up in the morning,
breathing in the air.
The day has just begun
with the unexpected…
By Andrew Scott
…here, staring at the sky,
Wondering if this is it
or if there is more.
There is a…
By Andrew Scott