Tag: poem

Urban frost

 

Heavy winter coats

donned, hunched commuters shiver

in queues for the tube.

 

by Scooj

Dawn rower

.

Sleek. Cutting through the

still water of the Avon 

amidst frosty fields. 

.

by Scooj

Early train

 

Sunlight cuts across

the carriage and it flickers

Intermittently.

 

by Scooj

Netball match

 

A bitterly cold

morning, though warmed to the core

watching my girl play.

 

by Scooj

 

Solitaire

 

All alone I sit

just me and the soapstone fish.

I finished it once.

 

by Scooj

A view

 

Cold crisp afternoon

grey stone buildings bleached by a

sunken autumn sun.

 

by Scooj

Alea iacta est

 

Now the die is cast

there is no going back, no

second chance. It’s done.

 

by Scooj

 

Paddington

.

Gateway to the west

awe inspiring construction

delights while I wait. 

.

by Scooj

Bubble babble

.

Meaningless jargon

in the Westminster bubble

fails to touch real lives. 

.

by Scooj

It rains

 

Interminable

rain, eroding memories

of warm summers past.

 

by Scooj