A fleeting moment
of blue interrupts standard
British Summer grey.
by Scooj
A fleeting moment
of blue interrupts standard
British Summer grey.
by Scooj
Solitary bee
navigating to and fro;
busy nestbuilding.
by Scooj
Is it time for tea?
Sandwiches and cakes on a
sunny afternoon.
by Scooj
There is no pleasure
in stripping wallpaper off;
Only awful mess.
by Scooj
Wiley visitor,
a young fox surveys its patch;
cat is not amused.
by Scooj
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
My mind’s eye wanders
from mortal bondage and pain
to heavenly bliss.
by Scooj
Hunched and replete
while Old Father Thames glides by;
enough fish today.
by Scooj
Early start today;
up to London for a show,
a holiday treat.
by Scooj