Sensory delights;
calm colours and subtle scents
ease Winter away.
by Scooj
Tag: 1. Haiku
Sprinter
Season’s confusion;
no longer can we be sure
of what we will get.
by Scooj
Sprinter – conflation of Spring and Winter
Admission
Disappearing words
blurred in the half-light of a
restaurant; need specs.
by Scooj
Distracted
Thoughts drift to questions
like how do you know when sour
cream has gone over…
by Scooj
Conversation returns
Work network is down;
some plunge into panic mode
some take time to talk.
by Scooj
Green
Spring’s prelude so green,
a sight for sore eyes after
the long wet grey days.
by Scooj
Digital social media
We three, thick as thieves
forty years ago, at last
are reconnected.
by Scooj
Then and now
Butterfly dreams in
Winter, I wonder how to
gaze once more in awe.
by Scooj
- A direct reference to and reflection of my first ever Haiku. I think the first is better.
Long day
A weary train home
after an early start; I’m
utterly knackered.
By Scooj
Modesty
Give me the smallest
space and there I will try to
grow, untroubling.
by Scooj
- with a nod to John Clare (I Am!) for the final word.
Natural adventures 