top of page
Scop Scribe
Where Stories Split
and Legends Begin
Poetry
Discover the evocative poetry of Scop Scribe, where raw emotions, vivid imagery, and introspective reflections merge to create powerful and relatable verses. From themes of loss and healing to self-discovery and transformation, each piece invites readers on a journey through the depths of the human experience. Explore poetry that connects, inspires, and resonates with the soul.
Why Read the Heavy Chats
Poem ‘Why Read the Heavy Chats’ reflecting on empathy, human connection, emotional support, and understanding through online conversations.
Lit Liz
Sep 11 min read
Initiating Conversation
Twelve people sit outside, crickets and toads filling the evening air. Nervous but curious, I turn to my friend and ask a simple question, sparking laughter and conversation. For the first time, I initiate a dialogue in a large group, experiencing the joy of connection, shared voices, and the subtle magic of human bonding.
Lit Liz
Sep 11 min read
Fear of Moving Forward
“Fear of Moving Forward” is a reflective and inspirational poem about overcoming the hesitation and pain that come with change. It explores the struggle to let go of the familiar, face the unknown future, and find strength in healing and perseverance.
Lit Liz
Jun 201 min read
Cavern Shaped Like You, A Heartbreak Poem
This poem explores the emotional depth of heartbreak through the metaphor of a cavern in the heart shaped like a lost loved one. It reflects on feelings of pain, loss, longing, and the struggle to let go. The poem captures the lingering impact of love and the difficulty of moving on from someone who no longer fits in your life.
Lit Liz
Jun 201 min read
Every Presence Is a Present – A Poem on Gratitude and Letting Go
This poem explores the transient nature of relationships and the importance of appreciating each person’s presence. It emphasizes acceptance, emotional openness, and understanding that people come and go in life.
Lit Liz
Jun 201 min read
How I Spend My Time
This poem explores the ebb and flow of daily life—from sluggish mornings to the slow companionship of an aging dog, to the repetitive grind of work, and finally to moments of mindful pause and creative escape. It’s a candid reflection on how we wrestle with time, purpose, and presence in a busy world.
Lit Liz
Jun 201 min read
Ruminating Thoughts
Sometimes the mind won't slow down, no matter how hard you try. But sitting still, in nature, and visualizing each thought drifting away—like a train on leaves down a quiet stream—can create a moment of calm. It’s not about stopping the thoughts, but learning to let them pass.
Lit Liz
Jun 201 min read
The Quiet Struggle
As an introvert, making friends is a challenge. We don’t walk up to people, like cats. We expect people to approach us, caress us with...
Lit Liz
Jan 181 min read
Make More, Always
I don’t know what to write, or, rather, what you would like. Because, I desire to resonate, create a connection with you. My hands become...
Lit Liz
Jan 151 min read
Cloak of Night
Some fear the night, terrified of the unseen. But, I? I embrace it. Wrap it around me like a cloak, gaze up into the hood filled with...
Lit Liz
Jan 131 min read
Resentment
Resentment is the bitterest venom congealing in the core of your vessel. Feed it, and it rises through your body. Hot. Devouring your...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Fear Being Alone
Alone in my room. A prickly sensation spurns my insides. I must move. Do something productive, constantly. Be around people, constantly....
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Lost Home
I wish to go home... but, home isn’t there. I’m in the wrong time. The people aren’t there. Only ghosts. The building turned to ash. I...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Finding Self
How do I find myself under the layers of bodies laid inside me? Like the layers of the earth. My mother’s body pressed in prayer. My...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Phases of Rain
Arizona sun in cloudless skies made me yearn for rain. But, when the rain came the clouds mutely dumped buckets pooled into rivers...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Uproot
I’ve pulled myself out of the dirt, naked roots stripped by wind. I reached back for the familiar earth, but my arms became weak in that...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Spoken Word
Why do I perform spoken word? Because… for ten minutes I have everyone’s attention. We all share this experience together, a temporary...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
People Pleaser
You won’t see me, unless I do enough. But, enough isn’t a solid accomplishment. It’s a moving goal post, stretching me father and farther...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Listlessness
Sucks calcium from the bones. Seeps from the mitochondria, the powerhouse of the cells. My body, an energy deprived exoskeleton, wishing...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
Making Friends as an Adult
As as child, making friends was easy. Ask someone to play a game, and then you’re best friends for life. As an adult, I flutter from...
Lit Liz
Jan 31 min read
bottom of page