A sickening thud
but the penny didn’t drop
a dead long tailed tit.
by Scooj
Tag: Death
Dankie
The death of a friend
is a time for reflection
nearest and dearest
by Scooj
Father-in-law
.
I don’t know him well
Alzheimer’s got in the way
now he lies dying.
.
by Scooj
Toadstools
In death we find life
nothing ever goes to waste;
a new beginning.
by Scooj
Firsts
They say it’s the firsts
the first birthday, first Christmas…
it is every day.
by Scooj
In memory of my dad whose birthday would have been yesterday.
Legacy
An old overcoat
that belonged to my dad still
smells of cigarettes.
by Scooj
Clearance
.
It isn’t easy
sifting through another’s life;
once loved, discarded.
.
by Scooj
Getting to know you
Acquainting myself
with my departed father
reading his scrap books;
it seems strange that we never
covered this ground together.
by Scooj
In death
In death we see time
and events that shape our past
in death we see life.
by Scooj
Absent father
He used to take us to Hamleys,
on the few occasions we’d see him,
and buy something small
like that plastic stuff
you blow balloons with
through a straw
and then we’d go on to a restaurant;
I always chose sausages and a coke
a rare treat indeed.
He didn’t really spoil us, in fact
it was probably the least he could have done
but we always looked forward to those days.
It must have driven our mum mad.
well now his absence is for good and I shall miss him
and his rather clumsy efforts at being a father.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 