Warm still greenhouse air
tinged with the delicious smell
of tomato leaves.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Bad world
A massacre of
innocents. Difficult to
explain to a child.
by Scooj
Birdsong
Sweetest pair of wrens
disproportionate voices
lightening my heart.
by Scooj
Car boot sale
.
Note to self…Hornby
trains worth so much more than I
was led to believe.
.
by Scooj
Birthday
Clandestine wrapping
and signing of birthday cards,
the children and I.
by Scooj
Still working
Through venetian blinds
a segmented vista calls
out ‘pack up and go’.
by Scooj
Kang La Pass
I popped the question
at seventeen thousand feet,
a literal high.
by Scooj
First love
.
We were lovers once
those affections did not last
but they were not lost.
.
by Scooj
Overcast
.
Uncompromising
Mother Earth is in torpor
awaiting new life.
.
by Scooj
C.R.I.P.
Awful acronyms
dehumanise our language,
dehumanise us.
by Scooj
- I came across this at work today – Commonly Recognised Information Picture (CRIP) – a ‘management speak’ term used in emergency contexts. I think it means pulling together information and intelligence that will give us a clear understanding of what it going on. Shame on the person who coined this one.
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