Miss Joan Hunter Dunn
I love you more than J.B.
could have imagined.
by Scooj
With thanks to, and total admiration for John Betjeman and A Subalterns Love Song
Category: 1. Haiku
Being
My mind’s eye wanders
from mortal bondage and pain
to heavenly bliss.
by Scooj
Heron
Hunched and replete
while Old Father Thames glides by;
enough fish today.
by Scooj
Matilda
Early start today;
up to London for a show,
a holiday treat.
by Scooj
Mischief
It is easier,
and often so much more fun,
to obscure the rules.
by Scooj
Between my finger and my thumb
I can’t dig with my
pen as Seamus does with his.
I’ll dig potatoes.
by Scooj
Inspired by Seamus Heaney’s beautiful poem ‘Digging’ which I read as a child. I love the metaphor. I love the poem.
Summer Berries
Blackberry Sunday;
while I dig the potatoes,
they have all the fun.
by Scooj
On my own
When I arrive home
there’ll be no hugs and kisses;
no kids or Mrs.
by Scooj
Can’t wait for tomorrow
The Charity Shield,
start of the English season;
come on you Gunners!
by Scooj
Disappointing or Pleasing Bench?
Haven for worn legs,
withdrawn and blending into
an urban jungle.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 