Douglas Scott 

Durham, UK 

I was born 26th, September 1928. I am married and have three children; two daughters and a son. Most of my life has evolved around people. After my first job working down in a coal mine, I left to join the Royal Navy for seven and a half years as an Able Seaman. Thereafter, I began an intermittent period of working as a bus conductor and driver. I then began working again in the coal mines. The following twenty years, I served in the Durham County Ambulance Service. During that period, I did voluntary work for The Workers Education's Association serving on all levels. In 1971, I began studying for an Open University Degree. I was awarded in December of 1982 a B.A. In 1996 I was awarded an Editor's Choice Award for an entry in a competition with The International Society of Poets. The following is a selection of short poems and sonnets for your consideration, I should like to call these poems "Soul Poetry". May I take this opportunity to thank all for their interest in my poetry.

Hebe

My leafy body translucently twirls,
Single I share this occasioned world.
My own reflections in daylight primes,
A transfiguration, when it is time.
Strung from my heavenly body above,
Depending on Heves proclaim of love.
Winds tune my heart, saddle my mind,
My other body shows no decline.
Swirled in gracious movement to appease,
Sorrowful chasms from all I displease.
My simulated dangles, form their twinkles,
I stop to smile, to give a tinkle.
        When this ambiance is torn by angered weather
          I hold no contempt, I am released for ever.

Homer Dying

His Summer dried that evening sour,
Young Homer lay dying, his field, each hour.
Laid , as if slain, like the Lamb,
Pain disquiet until movement began.
His words could not say, what they actually meant,
a wag of his tail, a thought of response
Panting his way bid death's masked Babel,
Like Cobalt metal it drew his labe..
Cleansing his soul with God's peace to last,
Duties he performed right to the last.
But when the Siren's call resounded,
He conceded loss to his usual pundness.
With all his family who devoted care,
The dying phase ceased with memories shared.

Reanas.Cent

To leave God's soul travel elsewhere,
Personify a passion of yearn,
Share human touch without discern,
Oppose a marraipe quite distinct,
Engage re'nasicent corporeal instinct,
Composed saintly by few concerned,
Of  Christ who obeyed Fathers law,
Imperfeution God's armour decrees,
Proves right when all is in siege.
Fused moments unable to calm,
Trodden paths undeemed to walk
Trails trials for those who are caught.
Left with doubt to control God's dome,
leaves a sour, a mortal, alone.