Not a book in sight
nor a newspaper; the age
of the phone pulls in.
by Scooj
Not a book in sight
nor a newspaper; the age
of the phone pulls in.
by Scooj
Sky blue turns to gold
to orange to red to black
this winter nightfall.
by Scooj
An unexpected
visitor literally
descending tonight.
by Scooj
Once, I knew you well.
Thick as thieves, friends forever.
Old now. Friends no more.
by Scooj
.
An algorithm
that knows your favourite tracks;
a restorative.
by Scooj
It is difficult
to hide the feelings I have
when it all goes wrong.
.
by Scooj.
• On failing to secure a job I recently was interviewed for.
And I in hades
must gaze in awe at the flames
that will consume me.
by Scooj
Incorporation
of natural forms, calms the
fraught urban landscape.
by Scooj
Crows strutting their stuff;
I am suspicious of their
murderous intent.
by Scooj
Child oblivious,
zig-zagging and jump-jumping,
happy and carefree.
by Scooj