Sam Scott Poet Rhyme

Notes About The Poem

"The poet is the priest of the invisible." - Wallace Stevens

"Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings." - W.H. Auden

"Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose-petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo." - Don Marquis

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A Sam Scott poem:
15th July 2024
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Oh Notepad

It's here
I dump my thoughtful odes
The words unchecked
As brain downloads

This snow white
Electric paper faux
Is where my heart-felt
Ravings go

I tap, delete
I type and scroll
Construct a rhyme
Pithy and droll

The black on ivory
Stark and crude
To deeper feelings
Will allude

So as this self
Effacing track
Develops with it's 
Clicky clack

I meditate
On all before
Invite them in
As if by door

To life and love
To hope and loss
To friendships, new
To birth or cross

With thankful heart
And no disdane
For poet's muse
Doth still remain

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Christina Bowring August 16, 2024 at 9:57 AM Dear Sam, I always look forward to reading new gems from you so it’s great to see you posting. I love the narration too as yours words come alive. The quotes are great as well. This is such a wonderful, reflective read and as dear Inky says, will resonate with many. I found it so touching and poignantly written from a true poet. I especially love, ‘ The black on ivory’. Great imagery. Also the last two stanza’s ’For poet’s muse ‘’ Doth still remain’ So enjoyed reading this. Sam Scott August 16, 2024 at 9:41 PM Christina, you always comment so beautifully and with gentle appreciation. Thank you and blessings S :)× Christina Bowring August 16, 2024 at 9:58 AM May your muse always be a constant companion dear friend. Thank you for sharing x

Ink Empress August 16, 2024 at 8:11 AM Yes it remains somewhere deep within and can see that through this seamless write! I was wondering why i do not see you posting or on soup anymore. Its good to see you post this very resonating poem, sometimes when you let the muse do the writing, thats when you deliver one soul touching! Loved this and the quotes too, sending you light always Sam Scott August 16, 2024 at 9:17 AM Hey there Inky pal x I guess poetry is like the tides.. it waxes and wanes with the pull of the moon, or the rotation of the Earth. Poets too need to regather, recoup and recharge.. thank you for your kind affirmations as always.. Blessings S :)x