Douglas Scotney Poems

You were rich enough to not be told.
You had to see things for yourself,
not through others eyes.
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Images being fraught,
artists carefully choose
which they use.
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From being killers and fighters,
domestic cats
are becoming aware,
and are evolving
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From the abyss
of lack of control in our sleep
we slip right into duty
from whose abyss
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Aware of what you can see
When you're tolerant
A man told an angry man
That what might be isn't.
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One puts down
one after another
of one's poems.
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the appearance of a painting
overcomes the enigma of its content
locking it into (he) art.
the same goes for a sculpture
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After thirty years,
first heard:
tanks in the square
deliberately made pomace of people,
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The form of Chess
in which silly mistakes
are taken back to improve the game
and can be used as excuse for loss,
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such courtesies in a script
as a capital at the start
and the start of a name
and a capital and a space
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