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- Two Worlds
  
  Posted at 7:23 pm by a quiet man, on June 30, 2020
  A sad song sworn in secrecy
  
  we have felt the pain
  
  my heart bleeds
  
  your soul has needs
  
  no longer this love a legacy.
  
  Caught in a summer rain
  
  moisture in your hair bead
  
  shaking your head sweet smile
  
  listening to you all the while
  
  wet linens felt within our gain.
  
  Simple a truth finds need
  
  affections left in this a trance
  
  two spirits lost inside a dream
  
  today such hurt would we scream
  
  neither lover has a key to lead.
  
  I did once watch her eyes like chance
  
  could man be blessed her solemn dance.
  
  ©️Scott F Savage 6/2020
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  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series | 0 Comments | Tagged chance, poetry, reckoning, spiritual, Zelda
- First Moments
  
  Posted at 7:46 am by a quiet man, on April 10, 2020
  There is that glance,
  
  mine is searching,
  
  early morning faces,
  
  waiting upon a facade
  
  all privacy inside their own
  
  personal planner
  
  like any other day.
  
  My eyes open
  
  the village outside
  
  my life no longer
  
  the exclusive
  
  neighbor
  
  cutting a lawn
  
  in the surface
  
  drawn cul-d-sac.
  
  My table the same
  
  coffee on my left
  
  headphones
  
  people watching and …
  
  creating words,
  
  finding words,
  
  searching ever more
  
  the right moment.
  
  I remember again
  
  like yesterday,
  
  she scarves an elegance
  
  standing in line
  
  laceless tennis shoes
  
  lean back
  
  left leg straight to hip
  
  resting, planted posture,
  
  right readied
  
  fragile bend at knee
  
  pirouette.
  
  Oh to might her glance
  
  may she my eyes smile
  
  ©️ Scott F Savage 4/2020
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  Posted in poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged #coffeeshop, chance, elegance, glance, morning, napomo, poet, posture, scarves, sunlight, z
- Waiting for the Next Moon
  
  Posted at 11:22 pm by a quiet man, on April 9, 2020
  We live inside this energy,
  
  want to wrap it around ourselves,
  
  keep the comfort,
  
  feel like we might belong.
  
  Sometimes, we cannot determine,
  
  where it began,
  
  for whom it might matter,
  
  we will look in a mirror alone.
  
  Wonder how long it takes anyone
  
  to know the truth
  
  when a wandering imagination
  
  decides upon just that, a fantasy.
  
  Yet we wait, sometimes without
  
  even a conscientious choice,
  
  we might rather our lives
  
  be intertwined than left aside.
  
  While the questions will remain,
  
  we suddenly feel it in our bones,
  
  look outside,
  
  on the horizon returns the moon.
  
  Seems sometimes we don’t even glance,
  
  our state of mind often, time is chance.
  
  © Scott F Savage 4/2020
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  Posted in poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged chance, coincidence, fantasy, full moon, mystery, mystique, romance, time
- Living Blues
  
  Posted at 10:28 pm by a quiet man, on August 21, 2019
  A little Creedence
  
  days gone by the changing wind
  
  hold onto love, chance.
  
  © Scott F Savage 2019
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  Posted in haiku, poetry | 0 Comments | Tagged blues, chance, love, winds
- It’s In The Design
  
  Posted at 12:11 am by a quiet man, on June 24, 2019
  To find the truth
  
  we might falter
  
  knowing our lives
  
  are built as a soldier
  
  would on the lines
  
  decide his life
  
  is worthy of sacrifice.
  
  Every moment he knew
  
  a flashback we say
  
  PTSD
  
  a diagnosis for him.
  
  This design
  
  such is scrutiny
  
  meant to ruin our lives
  
  balk at happiness.
  
  I wandered into love
  
  only to realize
  
  this desine, this circumstance
  
  might be meant for chance.
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  Posted in Human | 0 Comments | Tagged chance, circumstance, love, poem, poetry
- Come Back
  
  Posted at 4:21 am by a quiet man, on March 24, 2019
  Where love stands
  
  compassion remain
  
  internal demands
  
  remain the same.
  
  Once a woman
  
  beauty spills time
  
  held certain, ran
  
  forever sublime.
  
  She could return
  
  the silence gone
  
  allow this yearn.
  
  A melody is song
  
  I wonder of chance
  
  may sense romance!
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  Posted in Human | 0 Comments | Tagged believe, chance, feeling, lost, poetry, romance, time, writer, yearn
- That Occasion
  
  Posted at 7:27 pm by a quiet man, on January 15, 2019
  Stars align in a cosmic evolution
  
  bullshit
  
  all I want is a piece of pie,
  
  not a dramatic determination
  
  as much as I could prove myself worthy,
  
  in the end
  
  where it is I want to be,
  
  I would still be lost in …
  
  lost in that …
  
  some transparent atmosphere
  
  that ten minutes earlier
  
  seemed so fulfilling
  
  yet right now
  
  further away from me than I might imagine
  
  I’m really
  
  rather adamant
  
  with this need
  
  a familiar place,
  
  centered inside
  
  the quiet relief
  
  found only in sweet beauty
  
  of such is the elegant grace of woman,
  
  her,
  
  this remarkable feeling
  
  comes over me
  
  tells me,
  
  I’m not an idiot,
  
  this is wonderful,
  
  this now,
  
  touch,
  
  me.
  
  ~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
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  Posted in Human | 2 Comments | Tagged chance, impulse, lost, musiings, poem, poetry, Sensuality, why, wish, wonder
- Be There
  
  Posted at 9:30 pm by a quiet man, on December 17, 2018
  He said
  
  She said
  
  They wanted
  
  A bed
  
  Yet
  
  For now
  
  It was a polished
  
  Atmosphere
  
  The stale beer
  
  A lonely stare
  
  She said
  
  I will
  
  We will
  
  I would
  
  Would you,
  
  He said,
  
  I would …
  
  Later
  
  When the lights went out
  
  The crowds disappeared
  
  She said
  
  I could
  
  He said
  
  I will
  
  They did
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  Posted in Human | 0 Comments | Tagged chance, conversation, Desire, impulse, lust, one night stand, Passion, poem, poetry
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