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Autum’s crisp discards
laced with sugar frosting dust
winter has arrived
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by Scooj
Tag: poem
Fast lane
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Where did the day go?
And where did the weekend go?
acceleration.
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by Scooj
Kingfisher
First published in May 2015, I felt this haiku deserved a repost. I had kingfishers on my mind.
Slow lowland rivers,
pulling nets for a living,
those halcyon days.
by Scooj
Routine
The end of a week
dominated by routine
I want to break free.
by Scooj
The one that got away
Decorations boxed
ready for hibernation
always one evades
by Scooj
- It doesn’t seem to matter how thorough I am with clearing away the Christmas decorations and stuff, one item always seems to evade going into the loft. This year it was the cloth that we put out under the tree (in the washing basket). Does this happen to anyone else?
Il Tricolore
An arrangement of
three mini jelly babies
Italian flag
by Scooj
Battenburg
Harlequin sponge cake
wrapped in a marzipan coat
tea-time confection
by Scooj
Nose to the grindstone
It’s almost as if
there wasn’t a Christmas break
nose to the grindstone.
by Scooj
Bells and smells
High church christening
grand rituals aplenty
intoxication
by Scooj
Homonym 2. Relief
Out-standing wall art
hints at animal rescue
and safety within
by Scooj
- I was out hunting for graffiti/streetart this lunchtime with the dog, and our ears pricked up when we heard dogs barking. The noise was coming from the other side of this wall and the kennels of the Bristol Animal Rescue Centre. Pennies dropped and the wonderful dogs on this wall made complete sense.
Natural adventures 