Hanging out to dry,
ugly guzzling grubbers will
transform and amaze.
by Scooj
Hanging out to dry,
ugly guzzling grubbers will
transform and amaze.
by Scooj
Shaped from the earth and
hiding in a suburban
garden; I saw you.
by Scooj

Job in the balance
twenty six years of service
counts for nothing now.
by Scooj
Tears are shed, Easter
holidays are over and
routines are restored.
by Scooj
Surrounded by seeds
and overwhelmed by the choice;
from small beginnings…
by Scooj
Exposed and damp, these
stinking stairways under the
stars; undignified.
by Scooj

Ninja skulks indoors
while three new cats infringe on
her territory.
by Scooj
Time of sad slumber
where dreams offer comfort and
relief; growing up.
by Scooj
On cobbled stones and
across the New Cut; the sun-
drenched streets of Bristol.
by Scooj
Not so fast matey
a thousand legs is quite some
overestimate.
by Scooj