Driving through driving
rain, hurtling along the
M4 to London.
by Scooj
Driving through driving
rain, hurtling along the
M4 to London.
by Scooj
As fireworks paint the
night sky, we celebrate Guy’s
failed shenanigans.
by Scooj
Faded memories
of innocents; I weep with
the passing of time.
by Scooj
Hunched and replete
while Old Father Thames glides by;
enough fish today.
by Scooj
Early start today;
up to London for a show,
a holiday treat.
by Scooj
Deer in open fields
scamper away for cover
when iron thunder comes.
by Scooj
Sprinklers chattering;
a secluded London park.
Peace…pre-interview
By Scooj