Tag: poem

Prediction

 

May loses her job

UK remains in Europe

I can dream can’t I?

 

by Scooj

Evening walk

 

Air thick with wood smoke

hangs in the urban valley

catches in my throat.

 

by Scooj

Rock

.

Unstoppable change

when landscapes are unstable

we seek out a rock.

.

by Scooj

Rebirth

 

Lobbed over the hedge

laughed about then forgotten

a new life begins.

 

by Scooj

Pidgeon post

 

A little message

dropped on an unsuspecting

station passenger.

 

by Scooj

Bath half-marathon

.

I leave the city

full of admiration for

the thirteen thousand.

.

by Scooj

• Mrs Scooj included.

Au revoir Flaine

.

We have had it all

but now it is time to bid

farewell, thank you Flaine.

.

by Scooj

Vin chaud

.

A gift from the Gods

accepted with gratitude,

thoroughly deserved.

.

by Scooj

Half a metre

 

A billion, billion

snowflakes obscure mountain views

the best day ever.

 

by Scooj