Best Scatter Poems
Stand on a hill and scatter my ashes in the wind that I may truly be a part of the nature that I have loved;
And after, whenever you feel the warmth of the sun, remember the warmth and the depth of my love for you.
When you see the leaves of the trees dance merrily in the wind or see the Autumn wind chase them playfully along the ground, remember the joy with which I ran the fields with my dogs who were always my best friends.
When you see the falling rain as it replenishes the streams and growing things, remember how I tried to nourish you in every way.
Remember the things I tried to teach you, how I was there for you when you cried, were sick or in trouble. Even when you didn't want me or didn't know it, I was there.
When you see the winter snow remember the snowmen we made every year when you were little and the warm hearth that was always there for you.
Hear my laughter in the wind and the pitter patter of the rain.
Feel the warmth of my love in the sun and know that I have loved you with all my heart.
Love,
Mom
In ruined scatter witnessing the greys into black
Why has it come to this as us humans finally lack
Through my eyes bloodied looking down on such
Crossed I've become in frenzied scarred mode
As to I I'm in awe as to the I that fuses
Centurions from Legions brave, showing confuse
To my left to my right seeing said damnest like I
In wondering their theirs as to their paraded
Mirrored like I that they require I be masqueraded
The tolling bell has spoken as I enter my demise
As I hang above paradise seeing cawing crows fly
Images of my existence, forever, eternally why
Scatter my ashes
You can't keep them here
I know you've got me in stashes
Just let go my dear
Keep our memories
Say good-bye to my body
Please be at ease
Say good-bye to my body
I'll save you a place
Up here in heaven
I'm surrounded by grace
Up here in heaven
No need to worry
I found my way home
Clear your eyes so blurry
There's no need to roam
Scatter my ashes
You can't keep them here
I know you've got me in stashes
Just let go my dear
*Written on May 4, 2012*
Scatter me there where the winds are sweet
To the blue of the sky and the sun’s bright heat
On Oliver’s Camp where the dragon lines meet
Scatter me there on the hill
Scatter me there where the waters flow
Where the weeping mourners come and go
Down by The Wharf where the ducklings grow
Scatter me there on the bridge
Scatter me there where the earth sees all
When the pond is lit by a moonbeam’s fall
Where the children play and the drunkards brawl
Scatter me there on the green
Scatter me there where the griffons play
Where the waters pour the hours away
In the pool of the fountain on Market Day
Scatter me there in the stream
Scatter me there with the silent dead
Where ages of souls have been buried and wed
And the angels cavort among coffins of lead
Scatter me there by the church
Scatter me there where the townsfolk cried
And strew flowers on the steps when Diana died
On the stair where 'tis said that Ruth Pierce lied
Scatter me there on the cross
Scatter me here and leave me be
On every street, under every tree
Until I am dust and memory
Scatter me here where I’m free
by Gail
Foolish whims scatter
I played at life, but life played me harder,
Lived bet to debt, in life's Russian roulette
I place a wager, speed into danger
My foolish whims, scatter in mistral winds
Now tossed by waves, by blind forces of fate
How they orchestrate, time, distance and place
For bite size poetry contest
Line Gautier
We Scatter Sweet Seeds
We scatter sweet seeds
and await germination.
Like them we too shall rise.
The nourishing womb—
a crib of preparation;
a new birth is coming soon.
No vicissitude can ever
prevent our liberation.
Our eyes are never
not focused upon the prize.
I saunter surrounded by an array
of graceful movement in a wet meadow
fluttering blue butterflies, so I lay
s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g to play with a swipe of my paws
Of graceful movement in a wet meadow
butterflies elude with beauty and grace
s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g to play with a swipe of my paws
as they scatter and fly away in space
Butterflies elude with beauty and grace
fluttering blue butterflies, so I lay
as they scatter and fly away in space
I saunter surrounded by an array
3/8/2016
The poem above was a revise from my poem;
Meadow Of Blue
I saunter surrounded by an array
of graceful movement a
meadow of blue, so I lay
and stretch to play
as they scatter and fly away
3/29/2015
Contest: Any Poem Not For A Contest Ever
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Scatter my existance,
back into the land.
Free this soul,
where life.
Once had a hand.
Let the element's,
take me
Wherever, it may be.
For this isnt,
The final destination,
but the begining of a journey.
Free me from this bondage,
a cage that cant be seen.
My heart will ache no longer,
as love takes me to your glory.
Release me from this sadness,
sorrow, fear & pain.
As heathens soon take over,
there greed is planted in the sand.
Soothe me with your comfort,
for here on earth is nothing to gain.
Guide me in your light,
stregnthen me in your plan.
No longer blinded,
I do see. In only your presence,
is where I want to be
Please forgive me for my sins,
when darkness was within.
As faith seemed so dimmed,
your mercy kept me living.
Shelter me from, the wicked,
as the wolf in sheeps clothing begin
Give me, knowledge and guidance,
as they run rampede in this domiinion.
Never leave my side,
please hear my prayers & plea,
Stay close to me dear lord.
I leave all my love, to thee.
swallowtail unseen
amidst pungent garden green
whilst darkness hardens
1/31/2020
Poetry Contest: Strict Haiku
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
I laid my burdens down today.
I prayed graced mercy grant my fade:
Let rushed wind gusts scatter me hushed.
A priceless road I find
dangerous game blasphemy,
Wing destiny. To my statue,
leaning forward and less
backward down helpless knees,
begging for A breadcrumb, asking
blood red wine. Quenching
thirst of the almighty to his
throne, for what we don't
know, we will learn to speak
tongue as we follow his
nameless lemon drop
in the lion's den feeding
all who starve... With thunder Nuff
Love!!!!!! God has handed
freely..... Striking, I dare not abuse
thy neighbor shooting anger
out thy hatred for the angels
scatter... A natures beast, Galour
Which has released mi from evil.... As we
come heaven's door,crawling
to meet his feet...... Tu wash dem
Clean.
Tribute tu di mi teacher, who has expanded mi mind to be A great writer; Richard Palmer..... Thanx mi friend and soul- mate for our strength will cury pon.
I write a poem nobody reads,
Am I not still sharing His word?
The song I sing that none may hear
Is a song I’ve sung for the Lord
Scatter your seeds though many fall
On shallow ground or rocky soil.
If but one lands on fertile ground,
It just may turn a life around.
Scatter good seeds, scatter good seeds.
The Bible says we must scatter good seeds.
Some don’t take root, you’ve done your best
Ask the loving Lord to care for the rest.
A gardener sows and some seed grows
Where, not even the gardener knows.
Scatter by words or sow by deeds.
The Lord wants us to scatter good seeds..
Scatter
By Laura Dee battle
January 16, 2015
The audience has gone inside
Where ecstasy will go to die
I took a long ride with bittersweet youth
Left here alone without the truth
But there is hope to find outside
If I can make it out alive
The world outside it menacing
But no one in here wants to sing
Fail me one more time today
Just for the good ol times to stay
At least I know to let it go
The dead inside is not for show
Not fit for mass production
A failed prototype of perpetual sin
It's like repeating the last scene again
The place that I die is where I'll begin
Knowing this is where my journey comes home
This sacrifice will never be mine alone
Grieve for the son you thought you perceived
Cry silent tears for the lies that you believed
Honestly I lied because the truth is severe
Can you honestly say you're bigger than fear?
Cmon dear let me be clear about my intentions
You're just like me; you see through you're own inventions
The world is too relative to speculate objectively
To filter out the harmful things of everything you'll never be
I speak a lot of could have beens and make believes
I guess it's just loneliness that leaves this debris
Where is that ecstasy I crave?
More than a pill; it's what you gave
So will I fill this void inside
Or spin my wheels until I die?
It peaking to forever noon
Judgement day is coming soon
The make or breaking day to take
No dwelling over my mistakes
Remain receptive and objective
Though environment spins crazy
Twisting and insisting subjective
Attempting to drive away Daisy
To coerce you to surrender
To wills and seals bent
On nurturing and culturing agenda
You feel reel Hell sent
Messages within passages manipulated
Slanted, blunted, hunted and diluted
In intermediate steps undulated
Serrated, berated, denigrated and rated
To dilute the image stalkers select
Within the ambit of malice
Meant to influence ambiences that elect
To incite sites so prone to demeaning Alice
Toppled from the pedestal in your soft centre
Where they feel Alice shouldn’t belong
Since in their view Alice shouldn't enter
Your heart in whole or in part cos they long
To coerce your heart to turn in favour of Iggy
Whom they believe meets fleets of their requirements better
Than Maggie, Peggy or Twiggy
From whom they’d received or sieved a warm love letter
Which in their assessment
Means a lot more than a quote
In your alcove and in your basement
Whether you float or gloat
Over a perceived weave of conquest
When your best vest vanquishes the rest
In heading hunting when your quest and request
Meets with success in your valley and in your crest
To attest you don’t joke or poke
Fun in meaningful matters in tuxedos or tatters
As you feel the deal of your coke
Flatters fiends and scatters harm hatters
As you discover wisdom
Beyond covers of the Bible
To free captives and natives from the thiefdom
You finally prove horrible and terrible.
As beads scatter in a
Nonchalant manner,
The synthetic droplets
Shift along the concrete.
In your supple rigid palm
Peer a couple more tears.
The pearls you had saved,
Like myself, a long time ago.
…Alike they are forsaken,
Baffled, taken to the ground,
Discarded by your blue eyes,
And broken by your hand.
Glass and I are common beings,
Fragile in your company,
Snapped by your affection,
Weeping, shattered by collision.
Away you tread, not only on soil,
Alas, I stitch up the pieces.