I didn’t know you
though I feel the pain of death;
murder on the streets.
by Scooj
I didn’t know you
though I feel the pain of death;
murder on the streets.
by Scooj
It is the first day
of a brand spanking new year;
make the most of it.
by Scooj
Happy New Year to you all.
Sanctimonious
sour-faced and miserable;
sucks the joy from life.
by Scooj
small pockets of snow
remain in shady hollows;
there on borrowed time.
by Scooj
Life’s about to change
so batton down the hatches;
puppy comes today.
by Scooj
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A happy Christmas
to all who celebrate it
and to those who don’t.
.
by Scooj
Unremarkable
devoid of any talent;
I’ll write about it.
by Scooj
Eighteen crows skulking
laboured hops on misty ground;
they’re up to no good.
by Scooj
One last shopping trip
to find that something special
for my special one.
by Scooj
Bathing in dull grey
high moods struggle to muster
the week drags slowly.
by Scooj