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In the morning chill
fathers in holiday shorts
queue up for croissants
content in the knowledge that
their families aren’t up yet.
.
by Scooj.
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In the morning chill
fathers in holiday shorts
queue up for croissants
content in the knowledge that
their families aren’t up yet.
.
by Scooj.
.
On the horizon
hugging the ocean surface
a modest rainbow.
.
by Scooj
From this day forward
life will never be the same;
you are an adult.
by Scooj
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From the charred remains
green shoots will quickly emerge
the gorse will return.
.
by Scooj
In my idle mind
I’ve already departed
and am on my way.
by Scooj
Reaching for the stars
is as much as minions
can ever hope for.
by Scooj
Evening silence
interrupted only by
the roar of burners.
by Scooj
On the forest fringe
long decayed woody debris;
foundation for life.
by Scooj
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No church bells ring here
joined in civil partnership
their happiest day.
.
by Scooj
Soon the storm will pass
and the blue skies will return
then we will have peace.
by Scooj