The boy did OK
he could have done much better
I’m proud nonetheless.
The real work begins right now
hope he can apply himself.
by Scooj
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Category: 3. Poems
Night pirates
In the night
they came with their swords
and stole dreams
in the night
buccaneers of my tired mind
left me with nothing.
by Scooj
Hot tea
Is it only me
or does a nice cup of tea
in 30 degrees
bring on a perspiration
and instant restoration?
by Scooj
Unhealthy burden of guilt
It is simply not
my responsibility;
it was my forebears.
My responsibility
is never to forget them.
by Scooj
Let’s rock Bristol
.
Young and old
gather on the Downs
in the sun
having fun
watching bands from the 80s
nostalgic day trip.
.
by Scooj
Getting to know you
Acquainting myself
with my departed father
reading his scrap books;
it seems strange that we never
covered this ground together.
by Scooj
Absent father
He used to take us to Hamleys,
on the few occasions we’d see him,
and buy something small
like that plastic stuff
you blow balloons with
through a straw
and then we’d go on to a restaurant;
I always chose sausages and a coke
a rare treat indeed.
He didn’t really spoil us, in fact
it was probably the least he could have done
but we always looked forward to those days.
It must have driven our mum mad.
well now his absence is for good and I shall miss him
and his rather clumsy efforts at being a father.
by Scooj
