April Showers

I remember when you would lay with me

Either in bed or upon the settee

And in the quietness of the house

Save for the ticking of clocks

We’d listen to the rainstorms outside

And when the hail would fall upon the roof

Like cavalry horses charging on hoof

Under a salvo of thunder

Fired from the angry heavens

You’d remain sheltered between my arms

Now I lay alone for you’re here no more

But the rains still falls and the heavens roar

And seconds pass on ticking clocks

Each a step away from you

My arms now as empty as my heart

© Scott Coe, April 2012

Is It You?

Is it you I see in my dreams

In those misty worlds when I close my eyes

Is it you guiding me in the dark

Dancing through my mind before I rise

Is it me you see in your dreams

In the midnight kingdom of your mind

Is it me the hero of the night

Am I handsome, noble and kind

Is is the future in our dreams

Or just a reflection of how we feel

Is it a question of if or when

Wondering if it will ever be real

© Scott Coe, March 2012

This is another of my popular works to feature on my Audioboo, but never (until now) on my blog, Time to put it right in celebration of World Poetry Day! 

Enjoy…

Hope in Despair.

Where are you?

Why did you leave?

Missing things around the house that mirror the emptiness in my heart

The tears that flow from my eyes – waterfalls of sorrow, like the acid of sadness and hatred that now burns in my mind -

Scarring the happy memories, burning like hell, leaving the charred remains of my heart to scatter as dust in the winds of time

And what of the future?

Where did it all go wrong?

What changed?

Where I saw images of happy things to come, I now see blackness and nothingness like the void of space -

Where my lost mind now drifts

Do I remain in alone in this void forever more?

A nomad with a broken heart, caught on an icy wind of despair, not knowing where I will fall

And how shall I fall?

Will I be an autumn leaf discarded after the summer of love – no more for the sun to shine on –

To decay on the earth, trodden by feat and covered in snow

Or as a seed – to fall into the ground, to grow again -

To be nurtured by the soil of fate, to be feed by nutrients of hope, and to rise again towards the sun -

So that love will shine on me once more!

© Scott Coe 2010

This has featured on my Audioboo, but has never been on my blog despite it being one of my more well know works. Time to put it right in celebration of World Poetry Day!

Enjoy…

Nectar

Will it be you?

Standing tall in the flower bed -

Higher and brighter than the other blooms, competing for attention

Will you catch my eye?

The glory of your petals in the sunlight -

Polished colours radiating, dazzling me with your beauty

Will I be drawn by your scent?

Seduced by your perfume -

Nasal hypnosis, your fragrance dancing in the air

And what if I pick you?

Pluck you from amongst the throng of temptation -

To hold you in my hands, to look upon you with desire

You’d be alluring but fragile, no longer safety in numbers as you lay before me

To caress your stem, let fingers stroke from head to roots

Peeling away your leaves, to reveal your naked trunk

The slimness of your stem leading me to your treasure, highlighted by glowing colours and by the sweetness of smell

Do you want me to continue?

Shall I now devour you?

To peel back your petals, to hunger for what lies within

And then to become your humming bird -

To caress your stigma, to feast upon your nectar

To drink from you until you wilt in my hands

We lay together, both vulnerable, for I am drunk on the treasure you gave up upon me

Intoxicated by your nectar, blinded by your beautiful gift

And what when we both awake, to stir from this banquet of love, will you still be here?

And if you are, what shall I now do with you?

Will I be satisfied?

Or do I return once again to the garden of desires, like Adam seduced by Eden’s apples -

To forage again for another flower to pluck

Or will you be too captivating?

Will your nectar be too addictive, your honey flowing in my bloodstream -

Your love my drug

To care for you, to clothe you in vases and to nurture you until one day -

All our leaves go brown

And when for the final time, we both wilt -

All that shall remain is our scent, drifting on the wind -

Drifting back to Eden.

© Scott Coe 2010

Like Ships That Passed In The Night?

Is it crazy to want you so much

Is it madness to want to feel your touch

Is it lust that ignites my fire

Or something more pure in my desire

I feel sad when you are silent

I feel forlorn when you go absent

I feel joy at your every reply

Or something greater that makes me sigh

Do you know what I feel for you

Do you feel the same way too

Do you ever think of me

Or are you just a mystery

Will we take each others hand

Will we find our wonderland

Will we let this love take flight

Or remain, like ships that passed in the night?

© Scott Coe, March 2012

I’m Not Here Just For The View

Your bed is too cold

Mine is too big

For one to sleep alone

My house is empty

It’s only where I dream

Your heart is now my home

Your mind is open

To my imagination

Of which you’re now a part

My mind races

To the love we should be making

I long to rule your heart

Let me take you to heaven

I’ll make your dreams come true

Let me make you happy

I’m not here just for the view

Your heart is too pure

And beats like to a drum

To a beat I cannot ignore

My fondness grows

To the absence of your touch

Forgive me for wanting more

Your spirit grows

At my advances

Like drops of pure sunshine

My soul soars

At every thought of you

I long to make you mine

Let me take you to heaven

I’ll make your dreams come true

Let me make you happy

I’m not here just for the view

© Scott Coe, March 2012

Waiting For You To Bloom

Is it always the most beautiful flowers

Who are so slow to bloom

Maybe all the lesser buds

Open and wither too soon

You, the boldest and brightest of all

Still stay closed to me

Taking your time to unfurl

Before you let me see

One by one your petals open

A slow seductive dance

I await like a honey bee

Waiting to advance

I stay close to watch you open

Already aroused by your scent

Will you share with me your nectar

To drink until we’re spent

For now I give to you my patience

And although this gift is small

When you open I will give you

The greatest love of all

© Scott Coe, March 2012

I Just Wish That You Were Mine

I see you in every glorious sunset

And in every dewy morning

I hear you in the dawn chorus

And in every prayer calling

I smell you in a summer meadow

Upon each and every flower

I taste you in the richest chocolate

Always sweet and never sour

I feel you in my heart and soul

In every second of my time

I sense that you are close to me

I just wish that you were mine.

© Scott Coe, February 2012

Pluto

Mercury and Venus scorched by the sun

Planet Earth where life begun

Planet Mars where life could be

Jupiter’s spot has it’s eye on me

Saturn’s rings like waves on a tide

And Uranus which spins on it’s side

Neptune’s skies as blue as the sea

And Pluto, will always be a planet to me

It is, it’s in my books

Cosmic tales from childhood

When I would read and dream of space

The wonder written on my face

Full of theories of space and time

And the number of planets was always nine

I always wear my heart on my sleeve

And in you I will always believe

Your heart guides where you want to be

And if it’s right your head will agree

Courage can make a man stand tall

And love will always conquer all

The truth doesn’t always set you free

But Pluto, will always be a planet to me

I’m full of passion, lust and desire

And I want to set your world on fire

I am who I am and I’ll always be me

Love me as I am and you’ll hold the key

I’ll always be a child at heart

A hopeless romantic right from the start

You’re the one I want to set me free

And Pluto, will always be a planet to me

It is, it’s in my books

Cosmic tales from childhood

When I would read and dream of space

The wonder written on my face

Full of theories of space and time

And the number of planets was always nine

© Scott Coe February 2012

Animal Attraction

My eyes burn into you,

You who’ve awoken the beast inside

My heart beats like dragons wings

My loins are on fire

I want to devour you

But you reflect my gaze

Your eyes burning into my heart

And in my mind I hear your roar

You smile with fangs of desire

You want to devour me

We each stalk our prey

Our souls are fuelled with lust

We strike with talons of seduction

Inviting the other to fall

To be a feast of love

So who will fall first

Weakened by weapons of charms

Bitten by sinful romance

Captivated by attraction

Loves sweet prey

© Scott Coe January 2012