The world has turned and left me spinning time is thinning and I am alive. I long to live in the clouds, my mind a head of me among the billowing blanket of puffy cumulus, a misty mystic world, delicate and wet hinting at gray but not turning, only pulpy white. But mostly the soft … Continue reading THROWBACK FRIDAY – Clouds – Phillip Knight Scott
Phillip/Reverie in Reverse
colors – Phillip Knight Scott
I love you as the night hangs gently from your brow, playing towards a twinkle, determined to turn your lips ( revealing the bliss meant for us) gentle red. I love you as the sea laps salty on the sand, receding waters smoothly cascading across the vast beautiful coastline before ebbing into blue. I … Continue reading colors – Phillip Knight Scott
another freckle – Phillip Knight Scott
I counted her freckles like rings in a tree trunk, soft kissed by the sun, and on particularly warm summer nights I lose the number, finding myself instead tracing her face, hinting at red, burning as another day fades gentle, another mark of beauty. You can read more of Phillip's writing at Reverie in … Continue reading another freckle – Phillip Knight Scott
misery wears a crown – Phillip Knight Scott
I. misery wears a crown, resting politely on his head. old men wave as indifference fluttered by. stars don’t dance tonight. acquiescing, I step into a cloud of purple. II. the sunlight plays Mozart as I waltz beneath the shade of a tree, empty of leaves, leaving me grazing among barren waves of grain. … Continue reading misery wears a crown – Phillip Knight Scott
typewriter – Phillip Knight Scott
I should have a typewriter, a paper guide to show my words home as they fall effortlessly on the page, accompanying the sound of keys playing accordion under my fingers. I should turn a roller knob, a paper rest to cradle my words convalescing as they sit orderly on the page, finding permanence as the … Continue reading typewriter – Phillip Knight Scott
Awash in serendipity – Phillip Knight Scott
I Nothing but serenity, or perhaps the full force of the sun softly rising amid dew-covered grass as I revel in reverie where dreams unfold in reverse – revealing a beginning while the real world waits. II I saw the magic ( if such things exist ) appear as the warmth of two arms engulf … Continue reading Awash in serendipity – Phillip Knight Scott
Welcome Our New Barista: Phillip Knight Scott
The Baristas were thrilled at the diverse and talented group who submitted applications to be a new Barista at the Go Dog Go Cafe. We will be introducing them you one at a time so you can get to know them and their writing better. This week Phillip joins the team. My name is Phillip. I … Continue reading Welcome Our New Barista: Phillip Knight Scott
