At the high tide line
an orderly row of huts
shut up for winter.
by Scooj
At the high tide line
an orderly row of huts
shut up for winter.
by Scooj
.
On seeing the first:
‘Good morning Mr Magpie’
a superstition.
.
by Scooj
Undeniably
new season is in full swing
a little early.
by Scooj
Recent memory
melted away and replaced
with t-shirt weather.
by Scooj
Unattainable
pre-teen crush everlasting
met my Waterloo.
by Scooj
Domesticated
hunter becomes ball chaser
all covered in fluff.
by Scooj
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Bewildered old folk
and bewildered families
at visiting time.
.
by Scooj
Glorious morning
families walking their dogs
gentle surf and sun.
by Scooj
Worth skipping school for
my daughter joins climate march
‘that’s my girl’ I say.
by Scooj
Deep down inside this
grumpy old git there lurks a
warm and romantic heart.
by Scooj