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How much time is left
I ponder on it often
unhealthy pursuit
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by Scooj
- written at 5.40 this morning when I awoke and had trouble getting back to sleep.
Tag: Life
Pillar of life – 30 Days Wild (15/30)
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Clinging for dear life
rough barnacles and seaweed
a giver of life
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by Scooj
- 30 Days Wild is an initiative organised by the Wildlife Trusts. It is an annual challenge event, for those who choose to participate, to do one ‘wild’ thing a day throughout the month of June. I will try to write a nature haiku every day if I can, as my contribution to this celebration of wildlife and biodiversity. I did this back in 2015 and thoroughly enjoyed the challenge.
Lifebelt
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On the horizon
reduced hours, then retirement
getting my life back
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by Scooj
Nature
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The soil we stand on
food and drink, the air we breathe
habitats, wildlife
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we are dependent on it
it is dependent on us
3913. Brunel Way (120)
Aha! This is a brilliant piece from Daz Cat, with an awful lot more going on than the usual portrait of a cat that the artist usually serves up. Here we have a story ‘life’s not a race’ and it would seem that it was inspired by Daz Cat’s observations that some of the people around him are keen to grow up too quickly, or perhaps more quickly than he is. The tortoise is a common metaphor for such a commentary. Daz Cat considers this one of his best pieces to date, and I must say that I don’t disagree.
Larger than his more common portrait pieces, this story is framed nicely and contains an industrial (dark) backdrop, in front of which the cat (a self-portrait of sorts) sits contentedly and rather eccentrically on/in the back of a tortoise. The ski goggles are a nice touch and something Daz Cat has painted before. A classic piece from this young artist who recently has stepped up a level.
Taxi man
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I shouldn’t complain
we brought them into this world
driving, our reward
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by Scooj
Death eater
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Organic terrace
a consumer of decay
from death springs new life
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by Scooj
To be young
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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
To Dorchester
The engine drags us through
a rich and verdant land
lush from unusually heavy summer rains
The rhythm is punctuated by small stations
boasting tidy flowerbeds and once busy buildings
that slumber now as polluting cars
offer a more convenient means of travel
I am afforded the luxury of time to think
and to stare out of the window
where I see my life dashing by
each blade of grass a memory lost
Closer now to my destination than to my home
the journey has passed all too quickly
I should have liked a little more time, just a little,
to have lingered a while at each of the stops along the way.
by Scooj
* something of a rarity from me. Always a little nervous of sharing poems other than haikus or tankas.
Window seat
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I’m facing backwards
watching the world pass me by
metaphor for life.
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by Scooj
Natural adventures 