.
Thoughts turn to Winter
and an urge to hibernate
to curl up and sleep.
.
by Scooj
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Thoughts turn to Winter
and an urge to hibernate
to curl up and sleep.
.
by Scooj
Reached a new low point
the two tribes further apart
no resolution.
by Scooj
What is this I see?
carpet bathed in golden sun
I will lie in it
by Scooj
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Nine hours travelling
departure and arrival
cloaked in inky black
.
by Scooj
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Early rendezvous
or just a brief encounter
Redland platform one
.
by Scooj
* When I moved to Bristol in the early nineties the Bristol urban fox population was famously thriving, in fact my allotment had the highest density of foxes on record anywhere in the world. It couldn’t last and the double whammy of mange and the introduction of wheelie bins saw the population crash.
Over the years numbers have increased again and this was one of two foxes I saw on my short walk to the station this morning.
Am I wrong to pray
for divine intervention
preventing Brexit?
by Scooj
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Uncomfortable
spilt and sat in hot coffee
is my bottom stained?
.
by Scooj
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On seeing students heading towards lectures this morning…
The world at their feet
living life, learning, loving
how I envy them
It was my time long ago
and I would love to return
by Scooj
Spent most of the day
ever so slightly cooler
than I’d like to be.
by Scooj
First Bristol screening
of Aardman’s Farmageddon
stop-frame genius
by Scooj