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Organic terrace
a consumer of decay
from death springs new life
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by Scooj
Tag: Life
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
Life
If there’s a reason
then surely days like today
in part explain it.
by Scooj
Toadstools
In death we find life
nothing ever goes to waste;
a new beginning.
by Scooj
The squeeze
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High-maintenance kids
and elderly frail parents;
squeezed generation.
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by Scooj
In death
In death we see time
and events that shape our past
in death we see life.
by Scooj
Morning drag
Lethargic students
trudge their way to lecture halls
nursing excesses.
by Scooj
Dependent
Horrible wet day;
sustenance and life, I must
learn to love the rain.
by Scooj
