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That little schoolboy
petrified and insecure;
a bully teacher.
Butterflies in his tummy
and mental paralysis.
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by Scooj
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Category: 3. Poems
Blessing and a curse
What separates us
from the animal kingdom
is our compassion.
My heart weeps for a fledgling
too sickly to carry on.
by Scooj
- In a garden hedge in my road, this small ball of fluff was hiding its head from this scary world under its wing. Obviously recently fledged and confused its liklihood of survival are pretty low. It showed no signs of response to noise and will be an easy target for cats or foxes of which there are a great many in the neighbourhood. It was heartbreaking. No sign of its parents.
Outside in
Dog rather confused
by an urgent sparrow trapped
bumping the window.
Both creatures in high alert
each frightened of the other.
Forgetful
Wrote a nice haiku
in my head this morning but…
can I recall it?
not even a single word
this tanka will have to do.
by Scooj
Star struck
As a young(ish) man
and she then a young woman
I pondered upon
possibilities beyond
my station. Out of my league.
by Scooj
In passing
Snatched conversation
‘e do it before I do’
do what? I wonder.
by Scooj
Home
Gentle emergence
from the mists of Bodmin Moor
to the streets of home.
My mind fixed on the former
though my body has returned.
by Scooj
