Tag: poem

Fog

.

Caterpillar train

cocooned in a yellow mist;

countryside obscured. 

.

by Scooj

Grey day

 

Damp air invades me

extinguishing any fire

or optimism.

 

by Scooj

 

  • I’m fine by the way…just wanted to capture a mood.

Launderette

 

Plugged into Mozart,

the Shawshank Redemption scene,

and the dryer spins.

 

by Scooj

Bin day

 

The young boy looked out

and offered a bashful wave

to the old bin man.

 

by Scooj

First years

 

Intoxicated

with life and a new purpose

young students gather

fresh-faced and full of promise

as I was once long ago.

 

by Scooj

 

Hard times

 

By the cathedral

a man and his dog asleep;

nowhere else to go.

 

by Scooj

First World

 

Overlooked, unloved

bleeding heart of the city

where hope has no place.

 

by Scooj

Gull

 

Below the clifftops

gliding with effortless grace,

wing tips spill the air.

 

by Scooj

Leaf litter

 

On the woodland floor

fallen from the canopy

sweet caterpillar.

 

by Scooj

Kite

 

In blustery winds

empty skies become busy,

dazzling with colour.

 

by Scooj