Monthly Archives: February 2012

Traveler’s haiku

Death in my suitcase
Upon destined arrival
At last, I unpack



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© February 06, 2012
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Poetic Sojourn


Sunday symptoms (hangover haiku)

brain done. fried cross-eyed
not likely to attend much
caffeine can’t save me



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© June 26, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn

nowhere man in a nowhere land

the answer is not new!
it’s naught.
you go nowhere
find nothing
so you’re not

It took me to now to find this
because I was trying to go somewhere
you don’t find something somewhere
you need nothing, you get nothing
you have to go nowhere for that
so once I was forced to be nowhere
I found nothing and that’s the answer!

so [K]not the noose

Now that I’ve found nothing nowhere
I’ll never need nothing nowhere
no more



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© June 30, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn

I was not

my soul cries for expression
but there’s none to know
my heart is full of the sorrow
of love
romance and light
yearning dark

all my days I’ve striven for naught
what I was, I wasn’t

I yearned for life I could not have
and thought it mine
though I was where I should have been
and who I was and am
I was not available in this grasping for
things naught
and missed things that were

now in my time of dying I look back
and weep
there were those that knew me
and loved
and I knew them not
for I could not see
blind to me



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 16, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn

Idiot Prayer

For so long I’ve waited 
you don’t arrive 
I languish abated
am I dead or alive?

I cry for you
but you don’t hear
or do you?
it’s the latter I fear

you told me I’m loved
you told me turn. come
I tried to turn
all suddenly turns mum

you say I won’t be alone
that I have now a home
I hoped in what you say
again and again 
you push me away 

so it’s seek and you will find
for you would meet me there
since you love me unconfined
I found silence in that air

you hold me in error
to turn from license 
but mature no repair
I devote in the silence

you say no more is given than borne
that to know you is gain
I feel slight and forlorn
you try me in pain

I watch others alive
live their ways from what’s shown
I see them take and thrive
misunderstood, I weep alone

you tell me I’m yours
that you have me for always
you keep me kept
in this limbic malaise

I long to see fruition
an account in trust 
you hold me to volition
perpetual prisoner of readjust

you’d have me know the unknown
to know it is real
whilst I linger alone
to assume not what I feel

still I wait with nothing 
and so may not revive
In despair I may go
and then never derive

You tell me it’s over
but you don’t let it end
but if I will, it never will
your love forever impend



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© April 18, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn


shot from a beginning
that never

vacuous blow

seems while the world
I stood in place
and just changed location



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© July 08, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn

Soul Solitaire

my mind is a fog
a mysterious bog
stumbles through mire
sunk in desire

I have an intruder
a deceitful suitor
who wakes where I sleep
in a game played for keeps

a soul solitaire weeps



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© May 22, 2011
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Poetic Sojourn