Inconceivable
isn’t it that England might,
just might, bring it home?
by Scooj
Inconceivable
isn’t it that England might,
just might, bring it home?
by Scooj
Full of ideas
and great enthusiasm
all I need is time.
by Scooj
With spraycan in hand
two hours of heavenly joy;
ah! the smell of paint.
by Scooj




I can’t remember
a summer as good as this,
back door left open.
by Scooj
Washing maching beeps
persistently insistent;
blooming annoying.
by Scooj
.
High-maintenance kids
and elderly frail parents;
squeezed generation.
.
by Scooj
Anticipation
a nation’s expectation,
exasperation?
by Scooj
More hot air and wind
than any amount produced
in old Westminster.
by Scooj
.
Biohazard stripes
advertising toxic taste
on ragwort flowers.
.
by Scooj
.
In a sea of pink
mother and daughter running
but can I find them?
.
by Scooj