Even now, as raw
winds battle southwards, Summer’s
last traces rejoice.
by Scooj
Even now, as raw
winds battle southwards, Summer’s
last traces rejoice.
by Scooj
My Summer jacket
has yielded and been replaced
by my Winter coat.
by Scooj
Mildest of weeks; this
prolonged seasonal stasis
is bewildering.
by Scooj
An Autumn sunrise
offering false promises
that break chilly hearts.
by Scooj
A final flourish
as green leaves turn brown, then drop
and cruel winter comes.
by Scooj
Autumn’s nakedness
unveils a seasonal boon
for Christmas kisses.
by Scooj
The wait is over,
excited children extort
sweeties from neighbours.
by Scooj
Slice open your head
scramble and scoop out your brain
then coerce a smile.
by Scooj
Visit The Poet Rummager to read and join in the Monster Masquerade
A golden tide sweeps
in and children kick about
having fun; then rest.
by Scooj
At its highest point
the sea deposits its gifts
in long rows to dry
by Scooj