It’s hard not to beat
yourself up after getting
mad with your children.
by Scooj
It’s hard not to beat
yourself up after getting
mad with your children.
by Scooj
A wedding present
bathed in glorious sunshine
I sit with eyes closed.
by Scooj
Cascading florets
casting out subtle purples
and pinks. And the scent.
by Scooj
River of blossom
sweet-scented and soft to touch
let me bathe in you.
by Scooj
Walked to work today
then remembered the car’s booked
for its MOT.
by Scooj
After heavy rain
the smell, that wonderful smell
rises from the earth.
by Scooj
Opportunity
to show them why I am the
right one for the job.
by Scooj
Spring temperatures
soar, stirring dormant slow worms
from languid slumber.
by Scooj
Killing time, waiting
for the rain to stop, choosing
what seeds to plant next.
by Scooj
The Bristol Rovers
roar carries on the light breeze
across the suburbs.
By Scooj