Naked

 

Not a stitch to wear

nor anyone to love me;

injured and damaged.

 

by Scooj

Longing

 

I long for the spring

the lengthening of the days

and the warming sun.

 

by Scooj

Homeless

Baccy tin open

in front of her cold crossed legs

shelter for small coins.

by Scooj

Home at work

 

Unusual sound

baby cries in the office

to mixed reactions

a human reminder in

a sterile environment.

 

by Scooj

Juxtaposition

 

Northern hemisphere

writers scribble winter thoughts;

its sunny down south.

 

by Scooj

Specs

 

Fast failing eyesight

depressing, irritating,

debilitating.

 

by Scooj

Breakfast

 

The sound of butter

melting on searing hot toast

my sal(i)vation.

 

by Scooj

Carols

 

Christmas notes sprinkled

filling every room with sound

teenage excitement.

 

by Scooj

Night sky

 

Something magical

when a dog looks at the stars

in complete darkness

does he share my sense of awe,

feel our insignificance?

 

by Scooj

Recycling quartet

 

A clatter of cans

bottles clink, plastic crackles

and the food waste hums.

 

by Scooj