Five-a-side

.

It’s been eighteen months

since last I kicked a football;

now my aches have aches. 

.

by Scooj

Hair today, gone tomorrow

 

Such sacrifices

made in pursuit of wisdom;

I’d rather have hair.

 

by Scooj

Drift

 

Once, I knew you well.

Thick as thieves, friends forever.

Old now. Friends no more.

 

by Scooj

Christmas card list

.

I have reached the age

where there are fewer Christmas 

cards sent or received. 

.

by Scooj

Getting older

 

Those I thought were young

are no longer so; in turn

they see an old man.

 

by Scooj

Then and now

 

In far away fields

I left the boy behind but

now I want him back.

 

by Scooj

Cousins

I thought I’d try something a bit different, inspired by some lovely poetry I read here. This is the first poem I have written since school (other than Haiku). Be gentle.

 

Cousins

 

So different were we,

I from London and you from Leeds.

I remember one time

when we went out walking,

you pointed up to the sky and cried

‘eh up, there’s kite’

I didn’t know what you had said at first.

We are not so different now

you and I,

our age has smoothed out our differences

our age has brought us closer

it is our age that now defines us.

 

by Scooj

 

In the lap of the Gods

 

Where did it all go?

Youth, enthusiasm and

immortality.

 

by Scooj