An American Haiku

Walking by the wall
by the land that use to cry
for huddled masses

-Scott Brewer

She wonders as if she was lost

By Scott

She wonders as if she was lost.
Living a life painted with lost dreams.
So deep into what could have been,
she ignores what is now.

She wanders as if she was lost.
Mistaking motion for motivation
Thinking that hopeless is a cause,
she lives weary and void of victory.

("He loved her, and he would love her until the day he was too old for loving -- but he could not have her. So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness." - FSF)

-Scott

Snake Rock

by scott

A conversation that is stereotypically
West Virginia.
A brother your childhood
sworn enemy.
Sitting beside you in your
four-wheel drive.
That you finally own thanks to Matthew
and a Volvo.
Driving through ruts and puddles on a
rumor of a road.
Till you find what they call snake rock
standing on the cliff.
You carry on a conversation of
awe and silence