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I’m cutting it fine
trains are unreliable
meeting jeopardised.
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by Scooj
Tag: poem
Seasonal find
Three’s company
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Dawn squirrels frolic
silhouettes against grey skies
in skeleton trees.
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by Scooj
Naked
Not a stitch to wear
nor anyone to love me;
injured and damaged.
by Scooj
Longing
I long for the spring
the lengthening of the days
and the warming sun.
by Scooj
Homeless
Baccy tin open
in front of her cold crossed legs
shelter for small coins.
by Scooj
Home at work
Unusual sound
baby cries in the office
to mixed reactions
a human reminder in
a sterile environment.
by Scooj
Juxtaposition
Northern hemisphere
writers scribble winter thoughts;
its sunny down south.
by Scooj
Specs
Fast failing eyesight
depressing, irritating,
debilitating.
by Scooj
Breakfast
The sound of butter
melting on searing hot toast
my sal(i)vation.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 