Falling through the cracks
victims of austerity;
my head hangs in shame.
by Scooj
- I sometimes struggle with the word victim, and the ‘victim culture’ that thrives during ‘shocks’ of all kinds. In this case I feel the word is valid.
Falling through the cracks
victims of austerity;
my head hangs in shame.
by Scooj
Forgotten gateway
to who knows where? neglected
and incongruous.
by Scooj
When I was young I
saw only the wonder of
the world; no longer.
by Scooj
Since dawn, the sad rain
leaves its depressing stain on
all that it touches.
by Scooj
You tell me these things
as if I need reminding;
I like to love me.
by Scooj
It’s not the losing
that hurts; it is the manner
in which it is lost.
by Scooj
Hosting a party
and we’re quite out of practice;
first…tidy the house.
by Scooj
Sounds echo around;
a great beat as feet shuffle
past from shop to shop.
bt Scooj
Up on Brandon Hill
the lazy streetwise squirrels
mug folk for vittels.
by Scooj
Jack came calling last
night; sugar-crystal blanket
transforms the garden.
by Scooj