Platform 2, lillies
beam, while above the red kites
lazily patrol.
by Scooj
Tag: Journey
Son
He will not know the
sadness I feel as I hug
him and wave goodbye.
by Scooj
Commute
Ever-changing views
reward dreamers and gazers
with fields of foxgloves.
by Scooj
England
Farewell New England;
old England awaits, flights booked
we’re on our way home.
by Scooj
Flight arrival
A New World welcome,
overwhelming heat follows
air conditioning.
by Scooj
Window seat
Claustrophobic trip;
sold a dummy when booking
a seat with a view.
by Scooj
Bristol to London by Train 2
Deer in open fields
scamper away for cover
when iron thunder comes.
by Scooj
Bristol to London by Train 1
Am I alone in
being incensed by human
excrement on rails?
by Scooj
