Wednesday, April 1, 2026

ANDREW SCOTT

 


 

Creeping Darkness

 

The creeping darkness

is trying to take me

turn the light into blackness

 

it comes in a fancy dress

a disguised banshee

The creeping darkness

 

the feeling of hopeless

is all I currently see

turn the light into blackness

 

feel nothing but tense stress

that spreads carefree

The creeping darkness

 

the wand of an evil sorceress

laughs with glee

turn the light into blackness

 

pray for tenderness

in a safe sanctuary

The creeping darkness

turn the light into blackness

 

October 1, 2025

©Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2025

 

Watching

 

Never had the feeling of uselessness

as I do now.

Sitting and watching it all happen.

It never helps seeing

the person I know changing.

 

I get flashes of memory

of the man I grew up knowing.

Fearless, humble and stubborn.

As a person, he helped you.

You did not help him.

 

He had many stories to tell

from his earliest adventure to now

with such detail

you would think you were there.

 

All of this makes what I am watching difficult.

What age does very quickly

while believing and not believing

at the same time.

 

Watching this now, helpless

as others try to care for him.

Changing gauges, clothes, bathing him

as he tries to remember why.

Brings frustrated tears.

 

I understand father time

does come for us all

but I am not ready

for the slow decline.

Wish for what used to be.

 

Do not feel all the changes

then they overwhelm me.

The body changes I know

are happening to me

as I watch myself self closer.

 

October 7, 2025

©Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2025

 

Lying Eyes

 

Take a look into my eyes

to you, find a better buyer

As I can see your lies

 

you believe no one sees the disguise

however, you feel like a town crier

Take a look into my eyes

 

the truth is what you fantasize

words are truth to a liar

As I can see your lies

 

in the mirror, you may realize

that for everything, there is not a buyer

Take a look into my eyes

 

you feel there is no demise

there is always an identifier

As I can see your lies

 

the righteous of you gives butterflies

keep your own whisper

Take a look into my eyes

As I can see your lies

 

July 3, 2025

©Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2025

 

ANDREW SCOTT

 

ANDREW SCOTT is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions, and have over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones. Andrew Scott has published multiple poetry books, Snake with A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming, Whispers of the Calm, Searching and Letter to You, a novella, Redemption Avenue and two books of photography, Through My Eyes and Walk Through Time. The Road Unknown is Andrew Scott’s newest collection of poetry and prose.


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