Short Scot Free Poems

Short Scot Free Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scot Free by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scot Free by length and keyword.


Premium Member November 22, 1963

Behind a broad fence
A grassy knoll in Dallas
Lone sniper waited
Changed the course of history
Possibly went scot-free, too.

June 14, 2021
Form: Senryu


Premium Member What Goes Around --

In '45, America dropped the bomb 
    Wondered when that might come 

  around -- to haunt us, who got scot-free away
    ~ Perhaps now is when the U.S. pays
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Reffing With a Mask

blow a whistle —
in a pig’s eye*

stakes are high
the bright-eyed wrestler
will go scot-free**

9/27/2020

*denial or disbelief that something will be true
**unpunished

Premium Member Freedom Gone

I once met a gal from Miscogee A woman of rarest pedigree She offered her hand, For my wedding band So now I am no longer Scot free.
written August 25, 2021
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Christmas Charity

When I lied to my folks I got away scot free
When I lied to my wife she hugged and kissed me
But with my boss I let loose
Calling him vile and obtuse
Now I ask for your kind Christmas charity

12/20/22
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Riding the Wave

Met a surfer today
  riding the crime wave
Ax-murderer that I am
  he went to a watery grave

I got away scot-free, of course
  police deparment being defunded
Chased me with a carousel horse
  Even I could outrun him
Form: Rhyme

Enough X 3

I have had enough 
rage in my brain angered heart 
camel’s back is broke 
   
so sick of life thieves 
evil men get off scot free 
who care not of us 
   
slim leaves a blood trail 
looking for souls to feed on 
life taken away
Form: Haiku

Scot-Free

They don’t kill politicians anymore
though some might say they should
Those vermin breeding malcontents
all worms in rotten wood 

To feast on dreams of hope and change
and sell what pain has bought
They rape our souls in daylight scorned
—no punishment when caught

(The New Room: July, 2022)
Form: Rhyme

Real Love

How could You 
See my pain
Include me in the
Great Exhange
How could You
Relate to me
Bring me in then
Set me free

Real love
Real love.


How could you
Believe in me
Touch the eyes
So I can see
How could you
Live within
Now everyday 
This begins,

Real love
Real love.

A real love that hopes all things
Never fails, believes all things
Never asks what it can't give

Real love 
Real love. 



Words and Music by Peter Hall. 
Copyright Scot free music.
© Peter Hall  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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