Van Goughian splash
gathering red, green and gold;
soldier beetle flies.
by Scooj
Tag: 1. Haiku
Mid life
Reflected skyscapes,
distortions of waking dreams,
muddled horizons.
by Scooj
End of life
Once green, now yellow,
wheat heads groan in windy gusts
longing for harvest.
by Scooj
Smartphone distraction
Laughs turned to curses
as the lady missed her bus.
Too busy chatting.
by Scooj
written on the bus home from work yesterday. It has happened to me too.
Respect
It is you that counts,
not your status or your rank;
you for you alone.
by Scooj
Almost invisible
Standing out alone
in understated grandeur.
Most will walk on by.
by Scooj
Love you
An untold story;
a gift of love? or maybe
an apology.
by Scooj
A bicycle I saw exactly a year ago on a street in Bristol.
Dragonfly
Relic from Earth’s youth
bathing in afternoon sun.
Fleeting adulthood.
by Scooj
Bristol to London by Train 2
Deer in open fields
scamper away for cover
when iron thunder comes.
by Scooj
Bristol to London by Train 1
Am I alone in
being incensed by human
excrement on rails?
by Scooj
Natural adventures 