A silent space where
I can be alone frees my
mind for adventure.
by Scooj
A silent space where
I can be alone frees my
mind for adventure.
by Scooj
.
An opened window
to let his soul leave the room;
I believe he left.
.
by Scooj
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With trepidation
I stride to the allotment
first time in six weeks.
.
by Scooj
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General hubbub
snippets of conversation
and clickity clacks.
.
by Scooj
One thousand and one
posts. I didn’t know that I
had so much to say!
by Scooj
Blue, red, green or black,
flipchart pens lend power to
facilitators.
by Scooj
Those I thought were young
are no longer so; in turn
they see an old man.
by Scooj
Coming up for air
when all around is sinking,
aah! sweet oxygen.
by Scooj
Unwell and in bed
and hanging in my darkened
room, that unwell smell.
by Scooj
In far away fields
I left the boy behind but
now I want him back.
by Scooj