Scarlett Treat

Rookie - 22 Points (1941 / Jug Fork, Mississippi)

Scarlett Treat Poems

1. The Broken Heel 6/1/2007
2. Swift Time, Slipping Sideways 6/1/2007
3. Rainstorm Dream 2/27/2008
4. Snow Baby 3/18/2008
5. The View Over My Shoulder (Thanks, Again, Jim Hogg!) 5/30/2008
6. Summer Memories 5/31/2008
7. Through The Glass - To The Other Side Of The Soul 6/16/2008
8. Her Beautiful Bones 8/21/2008
9. The Viking Mother From Florida! 8/23/2008
10. I See (Revised/Reposted) 10/14/2008
11. Walking Over Me...Never Knowing 12/29/2008
12. From Out Of The Blue 1/26/2009
13. Who Knew? ? 2/9/2009
14. Time - That Old Phony Healer! ! 2/11/2009
15. Compassion Is... 2/28/2009
16. Red, White And Blue - - Mississippi Style! 3/3/2009
17. Yes! 3/26/2009
18. Wiped Out! 5/28/2009
19. Where Did I Go? 7/7/2009
20. Being Comforted 9/30/2009
21. I Have Fallen, And..... 10/23/2009
22. Life Map, Indeed! 12/15/2009
23. The Wasted Journey 1/9/2010
24. I Didn'T, I Promise! ! 3/15/2010
25. For My Love 6/23/2010
26. The Light That Was Out 6/23/2010
27. Waiting 8/13/2010
28. The Man Who Wore His Watch Upside Down 8/16/2010
29. Mama's Routine 3/15/2011
30. For Daddy 3/15/2011
31. Old Man Wolf 7/12/2007
32. No Gifts For Your 95th? 2/24/2009
33. Walking The Circle 1/5/2009
34. My Grandmother Name 6/4/2008
35. Say Please 6/1/2007
36. Older Than Time 12/17/2007
37. Full Circle 6/1/2007
38. Birth Of Love 6/1/2007
39. Let's Do Lunch 6/1/2007
40. King - For Forty-Five Minutes! ! 8/27/2007
Best Poem of Scarlett Treat

Loneliness

I lean myself against the
Empty, transparent windowpane,
Looking, looking.
My staring eyes watch my own image,
But it slowly becomes your face.
My uncharted breath
On the clear glass windowpane
Slowly melts rivers of water,
And my fingers draw
Your name.

My mind recoiles
from the longing thoughts.
My moist fingers are
Frigid from the connection, and
The desire for your love
Pounds in immense silent waves
Through my soul.
My heart longs for you,
And yet, I am still alone.

For Frankie, with love, from Johnnie

Read the full of Loneliness

Trips Of The Mind

In my mind trips, I traveled
The shape of your body at least
A thousand times, until I knew
Each contour,
Each curve, each line.

In my heart's journey, I roamed
As freely as the wind blows,
Covering the surface of you,
Blowing into each crack and crevice
Until I became you.

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