Views across the bay
and to Long Island. Endless
blue skies and soft breeze.
by Scooj
Views across the bay
and to Long Island. Endless
blue skies and soft breeze.
by Scooj
And when the rains came
the petrichor enveloped
me with nostalgia.
by Scooj
Ophelia’s edge
brings premature Autumn dusk;
heavy yellow skies.
by Scooj
.
Garlic bulbs purchased
ready to plant tomorrow;
thinking of summer.
.
by Scooj
October records
due to be broken as the
warm weather moves in.
by Scooj.
Smile of a stranger
distracts me from the humdrum;
recalibration.
by Scooj
To hope against hope
is an unhappy pursuit
which will end in tears.
by Scooj
Peel back the layers.
We are the sum of our parts
there is beauty here.
by Scooj
I don’t want a dog;
overruled by family,
now I’m in a grump
along with our cat Ninja
and George the chameleon.
by Scooj
Can it really be
thirteen years? Adolescence,
the next stage in life.
by Scooj