There is little one
can say or do, nothing seems
to make it better.
by Scooj
There is little one
can say or do, nothing seems
to make it better.
by Scooj
America first
the rest of the world suffers;
Mr Trump-Magoo.
by Scooj
.
Highest peak in Spain
and mother of Tenerife;
we leave you in peace.
.
by Scooj
.
The all-inclusive
branded wristbands are removed;
not my cup of tea.
.
by Scooj
.
Slide of blind panic,
a hillside in five seconds;
solo water chute.
.
by Scooj
.
Deep from the belly
of Mother Earth, lava spews;
burning red rivers
.
by Scooj
.
When four into three
won’t go, each of us bumping
the next; rotation.
.
by Scooj
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Playing knock out whist
and rummy; these are the days
we will remember.
.
by Scooj
.
Island cast adrift
from Africa’s desert shore;
volcanic mountain.
.
by Scooj
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Tenerife awaits;
a mixture of excitement
and anxiety.
.
by Scooj