Scarlett Treat

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

Scarlett Treat Poems

201. I Cannot Say 12/10/2007
202. The Mender 11/27/2007
203. Tomorrow 5/23/2006
204. Fraidy Mouse (Or - It's All A Matter Of Perspective) 4/4/2008
205. Just Beyond The Darkness 6/3/2008
206. Sassy Girls 4/8/2009
207. Encore! ! 6/28/2007
208. Stormy Day 2/22/2006
209. The Idol (1956) 2/3/2006
210. Set A Spell 5/3/2007
211. * Tallahatchie Wang-Dang Doodle 3/15/2011
212. Living And Dying 3/20/2007
213. The Long And The Short Of The Whole Show 7/5/2006
214. Po' Boy 1/27/2006
215. Unblotted Pages 12/22/2007
216. The Blind Man Can'T See 1/26/2006
217. Oops! 7/12/2006
218. Meimemy 5/22/2006
219. Confusion 4/4/2007
220. My Fairy Tale 10/3/2008
221. Now 5/18/2007
222. Man Driver/Woman Driver 2/5/2006
223. Longfellow Said 8/3/2007
224. Harvest Dawn 10/15/2008
225. There Lived A Man 1/9/2008
226. Eternal Beauty 3/18/2008
227. Pictures Of A Lost Love 4/14/2007
228. The Soldier Boy Lies Dying 3/26/2007
229. The Choice 8/2/2006
230. Begging 3/26/2009
231. I Was On My Way To Nowhere 8/30/2007
232. She Wears A Crown Of Snow 3/18/2008
233. As He Was 5/24/2008
234. The House Beside The Road 5/23/2006
235. Flash! ! ! 1/25/2008
236. Daisies On Thursday 4/14/2007
237. Given Away 9/16/2006
238. Dance Of The Seven Stars 7/30/2007
239. Love Cannot Be Told 11/27/2007
240. Day Of Grief 9/11/2007
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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