Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Ode

I was not the first
To lay my eyes
On you
But I am so glad
To be the last
 
You are around
For me when it’s cold
Or just for comfort
 
You come to rest
In my crowded closet
Or alongside my bed
 
You are always there
To protect my dry feet
From the pouring rain
Or the falling snow
While remaining
Cute and just like new
 
I have tried
Imitations
But your
Fluffy fleece
and smooth sheepskin
Is by far
One of a kind
 
I don’t know
What I did
Before your time
But I do know
You, my Mocs, will never
Be replaced

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Litany Imitaion


You are the coffee and the cup,
the waffle cone and the ice cream.
You are the pumpkins in the patch
and the falling snow in the sky.
You are the irrigation boots on the rancher,
and the white tail deer prancing in the field.

However, you are not the lightning in the mountains,
the tea cups at tea time,
or the picture in the frame.
And you are certainly not the fresh baked pie.
There is just no way that you are fresh baked pie.

It is possible that you are the leader of the pack,
maybe even the original founder,
but you are not even close
to being just the face in the crowd.

And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the coat in the closet
nor the tractor in the shed.

It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of the jump rope on the driveway.

I also happen to be the stamp on the envelope,
the feathers in the pillow
and the text message in your inbox.

I am also the fire blaze in the pit

and the radio in the car.
But don't worry, I'm not the coffee and the cup.
You are still the coffee and the cup.
You will always be the coffee and the cup,
not to mention the waffle cone and--somehow—the ice cream.


I focused this poem on my grandpa because he is always there for me and my family.  He does everything he can for me and I am so grateful and blessed to have him as my grandfather.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Introduction


Hey! To start, my name is Morgan Scott and I am just 3 days short of my 19th birthday so I guess I am still considered an 18 year old.  I grew up in Columbus, Montana which is just a small town that most just pass by or never have heard of.  I came to Lewiston to pursue a degree in Business Administration and be part of the Women’s Golf team. I have a huge, crazy family and friends that I love spending as much time as I can with.  In my spare time I love to do all sorts of outdoor activities, such as hunting, fishing, and camping.  I also like to spend time on the course, travel to new places, and shop till I can’t anymore.  So overall I like to be around my friends and spend time doing the things that I love.