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Peaceful solitude
a brotherhood of silence
fishing together.
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by Scooj
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Peaceful solitude
a brotherhood of silence
fishing together.
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by Scooj
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Fishing the tide up
afternoon September sun
close to my perfect.
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by Scooj
Glorious morning
cold fresh air, endless blue skies
seasons marching on.
by Scooj
In a year of whites
a spot of late summer sun
brings out the colours.
by Scooj
On observing that it has been a terrible year for butterflies in the UK except for the white species which appear to have thrived in the dry conditions. This afternoon however I have spotted a couple of colourful butterflies, a speckled wood and one other.
Say no and you’re strict
say yes, it’s spineless and weak;
some tough decisions.
by Scooj
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Nonchalant creature
skulks slowly across the tracks;
feigned indifference.
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by Scooj
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Journey to London
just enough time to prepare;
important meeting.
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by Scooj
The ages revealed
as brick after brick tumbles;
reversal of time.
by Scooj
She waits patiently
cryptic, uncompromising,
her trap fully primed.
by Scooj
Late afternoon sun
catches on Ruben’s dog tag
manic chase ensues.
by Scooj