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Out of the darkness
a billion billion
stars; pin-prick night lights.
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by Scooj
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Out of the darkness
a billion billion
stars; pin-prick night lights.
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by Scooj
I have a problem
with authority figures
I’m not a ‘yes man’
I think my integrity
too often gets in the way.
by Scooj
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Outspoken values
and passionate conviction
my Achilles heel.
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by Scooj
Horrible wet day;
sustenance and life, I must
learn to love the rain.
by Scooj
One…two…five…seven…
nine goldfinches together
in our silver birch.
by Scooj
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Saturday haircut
in the Arches Barbershop;
‘me time’ tradition.
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by Scooj
Deep winter decay
from which all life emerges;
faintest hint of spring.
by Scooj
Exquisite beauty
I see it all around me;
a wonderful world.
by Scooj
Let sleeping dogs lie
no cat nap for the canine;
totally crashed out.
by Scooj
Hands out of pockets
walk no more than two abreast;
it wouldn’t wash now.
by Scooj
Composed while walking to work on a very chilly morning and feeling uncomfortable putting my hands in my pockets, because of the school rules imposed/imprinted on me at a young age.