The death of a friend
is a time for reflection
nearest and dearest
by Scooj
The death of a friend
is a time for reflection
nearest and dearest
by Scooj
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Two years and a day
more work than ever we thought
and a lot of love
.
by Scooj
Childhood cornerstone
and mother of my best friend
go well Mrs R
by Scooj
This sweetest of songs
Dame Kiri Te Kanawa
and I in duet
by Scooj
Neither I nor dog
have any inclination
to take a wet walk
by Scooj
To not tolerate
all forms of intolerance
is intolerant
by Scooj
* I hear it all the time from politicians and pundits in the media – ‘intolerance will not be tolerated’. I know it is dependent on what is being talked about, but conceptually it is challenging to say such things.
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Sodium street lights
tormented and diffracted
Autumn fog in town
.
by Scooj
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Thoughts turn to Winter
and an urge to hibernate
to curl up and sleep.
.
by Scooj
Reached a new low point
the two tribes further apart
no resolution.
by Scooj
What is this I see?
carpet bathed in golden sun
I will lie in it
by Scooj