Andrew Scott is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions, and have over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones.

Andrew Scott has published multiple poetry books, Snake with A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming, Whispers of the Calm, Searching and Letter To You, a novella, Redemption Avenue anda book of photography, Through My Eyes.

A Walk Through Time is Andrew Scott’s second book of photography To contact Andrew, email …andrewscott.scott@gmail.com

Roland

Roland looks out, taking in the rising sun

from his chair, stationed in his little sunporch.

Smiling at the reflection of the sun

glaring from the middle of the pond

that his home is placed behind. 



It was around seven years ago

a world of change was needed.

The mind was starting to steamroll

with horrid, self-hurting thoughts

feelings that were beginning to over power. 



Roland cannot give the order of events

that lead to what would be the breakdown.

There were so many things at one time.

The bend, do not break, mindset

felt like it was failing. 



Roland thinks it started with the demise 

of a marriage that he thought would last.

Not once was there an argument.

Two people who talked about everything,

held hands everywhere we went.

Roland did not know was unhappy.

Now she is happy with someone else.

An emotional blow Roland was not ready for. 



Trying to rebuild from that was one thing.

Getting used to being alone again.

Roland tried to lean on friends

however some of them turned away.

Shocked as they were life-long friends.

Selfishly, he could not stop thinking,

not once was Roland not there for them.

His heart broke even more. 



To keep the piling on,

professionally, Roland kept getting passed over

for a position that he worked for and deserved.

Roland had to watch others get the positions

that he took the time and mentored them for. 

Roland’s production went further down. 



The lowest hit was the loss of a parent.

He was not ready for that loss.

Roland was close to them.

People say that at least

there was not anymore pain.

As a son, that did not matter.

The loss was and is painful.



All of this happened

in a short period of time.

Emotionally, Roland was not prepared

and the breakdown was unreal.

Loss of sleep and weight.

Roland looked like a small fraction

compared to what he was. 

Changes had to be made. 



It all brought Roland here.

He packed everything and moved

to a place where rebuilding was possible.

Roland had never been to a place like this.

The land around him clears the mind,

perspective on what is important

has completed changed.

Roland is finally happy and alive.

This is who Roland is.