Ninja sleeps curled up
rehearsing the next kill, her
hunting day’s begun
by Scooj
In response to the excellent ‘Haiku for Cats’ number 420
Ninja sleeps curled up
rehearsing the next kill, her
hunting day’s begun
by Scooj
In response to the excellent ‘Haiku for Cats’ number 420
Scaffolders are here
effing and blinding away
in westcountry tones
by Scooj
We shall aggregate
here and recite our fine verse
for all to admire
by Scooj
There is death even
in Arcadia; don’t be
fooled by scenery.
by Scooj
Utsire, where in
God’s name is Utsire and
should I be worried?
by Scooj
Don’t believe the red
sky as October’s storms brew
in the Atlantic
by Scooj
Ocean worn timbers
braced for October storms and
surging tides of sand
by Scooj
Aimless wandering
surprising discoveries
around each corner
by Scooj
In loft apartments,
a gift from former tenants;
perfect hexagons
by Scooj
Stinking death and rot,
by association you
haven’t got a chance
by Scooj