Flowerpot showers,
frantic feather ruffling,
Spring is in the air.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Jack Sprat and his lovely wife
Though roles are reversed
the outcome is much the same;
be my valentine.
by Scooj
Jack Sprat could eat no fat
His wife could eat no lean
And so between them both, you see,
They licked the platter clean.
Winter’s tail
February days
fill body and mind with a
dark grey foreboding.
by Scooj
Explaining it to a child
.
We live in dark times
Where self-interest Trumps all
And hope is suppressed.
.
by Scooj.
Refugees
Abused, abandoned,
unloved, forgotten, unseen;
inconvenient.
by Scooj
Horizon
Cranes and chimney stacks
jagged skyline silhouette
with Winter-thin trees.
by Scooj
Time to go home
As the lights go out
and colleagues head for their homes
I remain and write.
by Scooj
Junk mail
A letter addressed
with ‘to whom it may concern’
is wasted on me.
by Scooj
Tanka 2
Ancient limestone rock
scoured by ceaseless storms and surf
and where a perfect
bowl is carved by swirling stones
a gift, a pool filled with life.
by Scooj
Sunday Sunday
.
Here we are again
Sunday routine of pancakes
then off to netball.
.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 