The poison in my
blood that keeps me alive will
be the death of me.
by Scooj
The poison in my
blood that keeps me alive will
be the death of me.
by Scooj
Resting in Spring sun
natural soft down pillow;
no synthetics here.
by Scooj
Hostile alien
ornamental, unwelcome
in the native lands.
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