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.

Alone, But Not Lonely

Caveat: There is a balance to maintain between being alone and mingling with people. Alone too much, you become estranged. Mingle too...

Lit Liz

Jan 31 min read

Rose Strong

A rose blooms only when given its nutrients sunlight and soothing stories Stories carried on the winds of spring, tales trailing the...

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Jan 31 min read

Hell and Peace

I've been through hell several times. I have my passport, if I ever want to go back. Sometimes the familiarity of the flames and...

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Jan 31 min read

Breathe through the Storm

Always busying myself... Distracting myself... From being with myself... Go out with friends. When they're unavailable, hop on discord...

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Jan 31 min read

What is Forgiveness?

Not forgiving is to be tethered by a bond of steel dragging the other person through the tar holding you back weighing you down limiting...

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Jan 31 min read

Do Not; Do

Do not ever tell your loved ones they don't deserve flowers. Even the dead are given flowers. Do not ever tell your true love they are a...

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Jan 31 min read

The Dance of Minds

Seated on the left; sitting on the right. The left side of the brain, logical, analytical, concise. The right side of the brain,...

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Jan 31 min read

Canaries in the Coal Mine

Crack me open like a coffin. Clean out cobwebs, exhume my skeletons. Skulls don’t speak, unless, presented wine when the clock strikes...

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Jan 31 min read

Progress

You can't move forward without stepping back. Some see this as Sisyphus pushing stones up mountains to watch them skip back down all the...

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Jan 31 min read

Purpose

Whenever you fret about your purpose. Soothe your nerves and listen to these words. A squirrel's purpose is to bury nuts. And forget...

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Jan 31 min read

Wisdom of Rain

Go sit in your car. Watch the rain plop on your windshield, expand and elongate down the slopes, trickling into streams Listen to the...

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Jan 31 min read

Meditate in the Rain

Gaze out the window. Witness the rain tap dance the ground, tinkling the glass, plinking against the metal roof. Really listen to the...

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Jan 31 min read

Undeath

My heart is hollow. When the wind blows through my empty chambers, desert cockles, it shakes the effigies down the cracking valves...

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Jan 31 min read

Beautiful Gray Skies

Some people don't appreciate blankets of gray clouds covering the sky shrouding the sun. To these people I suggest moving to Arizona....

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Jan 31 min read