Douglas Scotney

Gold Star - 42,518 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

Douglas Scotney Poems

961. Surfeit Of Hows 12/8/2017
962. After An Exerpt From Goethe 12/9/2017
963. Scots Language 12/9/2017
964. Current Kim 12/12/2017
965. Just A Dish 12/12/2017
966. Satisfaction 12/14/2017
967. Facinefactor Needs A Poem 12/14/2017
968. Deficiency Of The Typewriter 12/14/2017
969. Crithomancy 12/14/2017
970. Counter Attraction 12/15/2017
971. Quaint-English Theory 12/17/2017
972. Mon-Lis-Ment 12/18/2017
973. Catcall 12/19/2017
974. Money From Wigs 12/21/2017
975. After The Wonderful? 12/25/2017
976. Butterfly In Pamuk 12/28/2017
977. ... That Once Sense Is Overcome, 12/28/2017
978. Ex-Captain Cook 12/28/2017
979. Sado-Masochistic Chess: 1/2/2018
980. Worm Hole 1/2/2018
981. Occasionally I Let Off 1/2/2018
982. Apricot 1/8/2018
983. Button-Up! 1/10/2018
984. French Tries 1/10/2018
985. An Afterthought 1/11/2018
986. 4-Liner 1/13/2018
987. After Heine's Sea-Sickness 1/13/2018
988. At Bottom 1/13/2018
989. Sick Of Bananas 1/14/2018
990. On The Waterfront 1/14/2018
991. Why Dunsinane 1/14/2018
992. Fairy Tale Mum 1/15/2018
993. Poets Make Up Words 1/16/2018
994. Even Babe 1/22/2018
995. Rhyme 1/30/2018
996. It's A Poo 1/30/2018
997. So-Ers 1/30/2018
998. Brexit 2/1/2018
999. The Great C C 2/1/2018
1000. Go And Went 2/2/2018

Comments about Douglas Scotney

  • Michael Walker (2/27/2018 8:50:00 PM)

    A prolific poet who is transforming himself in ideas and forms. Not one for the long poem, he keeps to
    shorter poems that make the reader really think about the meaning. Has a deep knowledge of cricket and writes very good poems about the sport, but not too many. In fact, Doug has a wide and comprehensive number of topics to write about.

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It should be of comfort being aware that,
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Consolation

We knew not on Aonian mount
The outskirts of pollution,
Needed not then, I know need now,
A negative solution.

Purge thyself of thy love, dear Lamb,
Make poetry of thy hate,
Kow tow to those above, dear Lamb,
Ain't genius rules your fate.

(Charles Lamb considered giving up writing poetry
Coleridge replied)

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