Poems by Jay J.P. Scott

(Not to be confused with other people named Jay Scott.)

Latest addition: Electric Bugaboo, added 26 April 2026.

Read my best poems or look to the blue bar on the left. Most of these were originally written for the Daily Whale, my daily joke, epigram, or satirical tidbit. All are short; most are funny; all are formalist (no free verse, other than the odd parody), though some of the forms are alien to tradition.

The sink is full tonight.
The fridge is calm; the dust lies gray
Along the shelves; out the French doors the light
Gleams off the slugs; the pile of bills to pay
Falls over sideways onto the sleeping cat.

I’m getting out
Of here! The television seems
To offer visions of defending teams,
So curious, inscrutable, and true,
And yet has neither maids, nor aides, nor brooms,
Nor any other friend to ease my brain;
So I am fleeing on a sparkling plane
Swept for shoes, with unarmed luggage in flight,
Which indigent airlines crash by night.
February 2002

I also wrote a poetry program, Authorial Intent.