Tag: poem

Bath

.

Sandy grey stonework

catching shards of morning light

in Aquae Sulis.

.

by Scooj

Blue skies

 

Atmospheric shift

barometric pressure high

a fine week ahead.

 

by Scooj

White noise

 

Impossible day

builders, noisy pets and kids

demanding my time.

It is hard to comprehend

why we do it to ourselves.

 

Conker

 

Try to look beyond

the abrasive covering;

elegance concealed.

 

by Scooj

Rees-Mogg

.

Insufferable

bore, darling of the far right;

Victorian code.

.

by Scooj

Legacy

 

An old overcoat

that belonged to my dad still

smells of cigarettes.

 

by Scooj

September

 

Smell of apple drop

round cobbles in various

stages of decay.

 

by Scooj

Leigh Woods

 

Flashes of light brown

darting through the dense thickets;

Saturday dog walk.

 

by Scooj

Natural adventures

 

Love for Mother Earth;

was there any other way

for the nature boy?

 

by Scooj