Breathe in the smooth air
take my fill of oxygen
blue sky and big wheel.
by Scooj
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
