All was calm and still
when thunderbolts came crashing
to disrupt our life.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Tanka 1
In late October
Westonbirt Arboretum
leafy canopies
display their red, gold and green
magnificence, for our joy.
by Scooj. Photograph courtesy of Scoojette.
News
.
Hold the press! Headline:
Boy, fourteen, hoovers the house
and does the ironing.
.
by Scooj
Meditation
.
Snoozing to the buzz
of insects and roar of waves
I, here in the dunes.
.
by Scooj
Fourteen
.
Losing you is hard
the boy has become a man
go now and flourish.
.
by Scooj
Season scene
.
From the train window
yellow-grey skies hint at the
darkening Autumn.
.
by Scooj
Tall
.
I always wanted
him to be taller than me
now I’m not so sure.
.
by Scooj
Two-stroke
Sound of a two-stroke
drifts down from the allotments;
reminds me of Spring.
by Scooj
Changeling
Capacity to
deceive, only to survive;
to see, not be seen.
by Scooj
- This is Picasso (a name in progress) my daughter’s amazing panther chameleon.
Dog house
Is it possible
that I can get things so wrong?
I’m in the dog house.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 