Scott Lee : Writing

do not slip away

do not slip away

A Poem by Scott Lee


do not slip away swift voice made of river always in flow tell me how night feels 5 minutes after it rains before you walk home alone? ..
burn you up

burn you up

A Poem by Scott Lee


she'll burn you up her red hair firing rockets into space she'll burn you up with that smile and laugh close your eyesto doors swinging at the edget..
Half a sentence away from lace wings

Half a sentence away from lace wings

A Poem by Scott Lee


Dead man's head on the wheel horn blasting for siren's to come a thought torn loose by zephyr travels free past every Totaliterian sign. ..
Return To The Nameless

Return To The Nameless

A Poem by Scott Lee


Even though something nameless digs deepin the flashy flecks of diamond snowona crisp blue-bird day,white frosty conifers stand emphatic.rugged eyes o..
Hit So hard

Hit So hard

A Poem by Scott Lee


dark horizon blew in strong and down came the rooftops soft heart got hit so hard, bleed into the floor floo..
Dark Scavengers

Dark Scavengers

A Poem by Scott Lee


opening doorstodeep woundsi attempt to cut awayshadowswhich have lingeredandswallowed every hopedissolved between barsrust on the chains remaina testa..
Lush Wild Grass

Lush Wild Grass

A Poem by Scott Lee


inthehustlehuntedhushmy mind sits at portwaiting for smooth passageinthe greenglassgleamof paradisewatersthere is a fresh essaywaiting to swallowme wh..
Sliced By Ink

Sliced By Ink

A Poem by Scott Lee


steel tongue warriorstrugglesto interpret tribulationhis veilssliced by inka growing silence the weight of Earthdisquiets himhis pathway to the peak i..
A Lost Voice In The Wind Trying To Scream

A Lost Voice In The Wind Trying To Scream

A Poem by Scott Lee


a lost voice in the wind trying to scream an invisible soothsayer lets inspiration loose upon the world it ripples through winds caresses..
FIRE Inside The Tiger

FIRE Inside The Tiger

A Poem by Scott Lee


Don't tell me I don't know about fire. The way it moves and the way it eats. My fire has lived in a cage. I've been holding back the flames. Rub me wr..