NEW POETRY!

Fraser Kee Scott has been a poet and lyricist for for years. He started out by writing a comment to a girl on Myspace which she thought was a poem and asked him to write her a song which was very well received, so, from that point on he never stopped.

The next song he wrote was for another girl on Myspace (see a pattern here?) - this time he asked her to tell him about her best night out in LA, which Fraser took, pulled to pieces, and re-wrote as a song. He then sent it to the five top DJ's in the world, one of whom - Tiesto, who opened the 2004 Olympics to two billion people and is the first DJ ever to sell out a stadium to 25,000 people- invited Fraser backstage at The Brixton Academy to discussing making his lyrics into a song.

"After that I really got bitten by the song-writing bug and since then have written a lot of songs for artists, including Danny Kirsch who wrote a No.3 hit for Charlotte Church and Lifford Davis who had a No.4 hit with Artful Dodger," says Fraser. "I ask artists to tell me if they could communicate anything to the world what would that be? Then I write something for them based on that."

But Fraser is a poet at heart, and never ever stops writing. You can see all his works in the blog: www.myspace.com/frasersworld

God Blossom
(dedicated to Autumndawn Lee)

Pretty Pink Petals Appear,
Tickling stalks that once were solemn,
Giggles spread across the atmosphere,
To the preposterous beauty of God Blossom.

Like sunsets, rainbows and snowflakes,
A tree accidently covered in origami is impossible,
It's an after dinner wisecrack that God makes,
The daily ignoration of divinity is deliciously comical.

Carpets of petals covering your pavement,
Tasty honeysuckle sucked from the straws of flowers,
That the scent is heaven sent is not an accident,
God practices these one liners in the mirror for hours.

"Oh please! It's pretty normal, it's just perfection,"
"Supernova's and fractals are SO last year!"
"Infinity, eternity, hmph... leave those unmentioned"
"Can't we discuss something interesting? Who likes my beard?"


copyright Fraser Kee Scott 07

Mila's Labyrinths

"I invite you to enter the labyrinths I create in my mind"
Said the young Czech artist to the American crowd,
"I can't tell you quite what to expect to find,"
"But rest assured, you'll be safe and sound."

Some stepped in and some declined,
Those who entered listened as she read aloud,
Her neverending story about the divine,
To each with themselves her story was endowed,

Tales frivolously told and meticulously designed,
For captivating audiences she was renowned,
The Looking Glass and Ulysses intertwined,
Shadows of shadows all around,
Creatures and objects of every kind,
An enchanted angel sitting on a cloud,
Every story numbered and each one signed,

With delight the crowd loudly howled,
Discussing the magic that lay behind,
"Well THIS is about THIS!" the Texan said very loud,
"No, No, No!" L.A. replied 'The meaning is THUS assigned."
New York asked Mila "What's it all about?"

"Don't ask me. ", with a smile, she graciously replied,
"You must look and what YOU see never doubt,"
"When you look it is you that you inevitably find,"
"And that's what all my stories are always about,"
"You find yourself when you get lost in the labyrinths of my mind."


(www.agallery.co.uk)

It's time to fight, For human rights

It's declared universal,
We're born free 'n equal,

No colours are hated,
No type discriminated,

You have the right,
To live your life,

Don't ever be daunted,
You can't be tortured,

The right is yours,
To use the laws,

For all the people,
The law is equal,

If your being fought,
You can use the courts,

You're free of prison,
If you didn't wrong,

Injustice anywhere's everywhere,
A rightful trial is fair,

There's freedom and dignity,
Innocence 'till proved guilty,

With what people see,
You've rights to privacy,

Borders can't trap you,
You're free to move,

If you must run,
You can have asylum,

Your country is security,
You can have nationality,

Loving makes us happy,
You can have a fammily,

You're free of poverty,
You can own property,

For freedom we fought,
You're allowed your thought,

Say what you say,
You can communicate,

Together we can't loose,
We can have groups,

Life's what we agree,
We have democracy,

We help those in need,
There's social security,

We work to survive,
You've got workers rights,

Having fun is okay,
You're free to play,

You've what you need,
To sleep and eat,

You've got information,
You're allowed education,

What you make's yours,
You've copyright and cultures,

Of abuse never fear,
Earth's free and fair,

To others you've duties,
Rights bring responsibilities,

No one, rank or size ,
Can take away your human rights,

copyright Fraser Kee Scott 08


Dreamtime

Together, we closed our eyes,
Before time, you and me,
In dreamtime, you and I,
Closed our eyes that all may see,

We dreamed the seas below the sky,
We sang the song "Infinity",
We danced a dance that birds may fly,
We painted the picture of all to be,

Creations of God awesome breathtaking size ,
The intergalactic stella complexity,
Honour to make a humble heart sigh,
A child's life's simplicity,

We dreamed up games for winner's highs,
We dreamed up love so we may feel,
We dreamed up wars for mother's to cry,
We dreamed to be and not not to be,

Now I'm alone asking why,
The ranks of us are so fast asleep,
Endless midsummer nights go by,
With the wishcatcher's net empty of dreams,

We dream the sun of 'morrow's rise,
We dream the moon that moves the sea,
We dream the look in lovers eyes,
We dream what was, is, and will be,

So awake, dreamer, to creations cries,
Awake! Begin again to dream,
Open your eyes to dream time!
Close your eyes that all may see!

copyright Fraser Kee Scott 07

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