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Ruben and I see
an orange-tip butterfly
the first of the year.
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by Scooj
Tag: poem
One year on
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My sister and me
we remember him today
and tell our stories.
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by Scooj
The beautiful game
Naples in London
twenty two battle it out;
new gladiators.
by Scooj
- On my way to a football match between my beloved Arsenal and Napoli.
Seasons are changing
Paradox
An agent of change
seeking new ways of thinking
while disliking change.
by Scooj
Urban dawn
Atop the rubble
that was once the GPO
pigeons greet the day.
by Scooj
Too short the break
The week ahead looms
my spirits gloomy and low
there’s no va va voom.
by Scooj
White goods
Electronic peeps
displace natural birdsong
dysfunctional world.
by Scooj
Signal failure
Delayed at Didcot
nothing much to see or do
tracks are tracks are tracks.
by Scooj
Killing time
Bloody massacre
slow hours, minutes and seconds
writhe in agony.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 