Daybreak - S. Scott - Bog

The true human being of destiny is perennially seeking out the soul. For the poet that summary of feelings is in form and meter, a love song and fluency of the heart. Some have suggested my poetry is akin to Emily Dickinson, as I have aspired to join the mystical and romantic, binding heaven and earth, body and soul, in pensive imagery. Poetry is a loving frequency with no memory and a passion to remember.