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From an early start
and weary miles; cicadas
sing us a welcome.
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by Scooj
Category: 1. Haiku
Time for a break
There’s too much to do
what is undone stays undone;
holiday begins.
by Scooj
He’s back
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Uncontainable
joy, meeting my boy from camp;
hope the feeling lasts.
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by Scooj
Dad
Now that he is gone
I think more about him than
when he was living.
by Scooj
Long tailed tit
fluffy, scruffy ball
in uncertain surroundings;
young bird forages.
by Scooj
Drying day
Unbothered by my
hanging, dragonfly alights
on the whiligig.
by Scooj
The Cheesewring
A competition
between giants and christians;
Cheesewring legacy.
by Scooj
- extract taken from Wikipedia:
A local legend says that the Cheesewring is the result of a contest between a man and a giant. When Christianity had just been introduced to the British Islands, the giants who lived at the top of the mountains were not happy about it. The saints had invaded their land and were declaring their wells as sacred. One of the larger giants, Uther, was given the task of ridding their land of the saints. He confronted the frail Saint Tue, who proposed a rock throwing contest. If Uther won, the saints would leave Cornwall. If Saint Tue won, then the giants would convert to Christianity.
Uther took his turn first and easily threw a small rock to the top of nearby Stowe’s Hill. Tue prayed for assistance, and picking up a huge slab found it was very light. One after the other, they threw their rocks, stacking them up in perfect piles. When the score was twelve stones each, Uther threw a thirteenth stone, but it rolled down the hill. Tue picked up this fallen stone, and as he lifted it, an angel appeared to carry it to the top of the pile of rocks. Seeing this, Uther conceded, and most of the giants decided to follow Christianity after that.
Minions
Ancient monoliths
weathered survivors of time;
the stories they tell.
by Scooj
1631. Dean Lane skate park (149)
I always look forward to Kleiner Shames’ visits to Bristol, because every time he leaves behind something to marvel at. This is a miraculous collaboration with Epok, and demonstrates what can be achieved by two street artists at the top of their game.
The first thing to notice is the fabulous colour selection, which is very much influenced by Kleiner Shames, as I have seen him use these colours several times before. The genius of the piece is in the letters. Epok always writes EPOK and Kleiner Shames writes FOIS. In this piece I can read both…how do they do that?
The highly designed style of the piece works to both of their strengths, but the execution is what makes this piece so good. Clean lines, incredible shapes and some really interesting shadows. It reminds me of so many fine artists of the twentieth century. I love this piece and it is without doubt my favourite writing work so far this year. Bravo boys.
Remembering
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Not a day goes by
when I don’t think about them;
wounds forever raw.
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by Scooj
Natural adventures 