Time of sad slumber
where dreams offer comfort and
relief; growing up.
by Scooj
Time of sad slumber
where dreams offer comfort and
relief; growing up.
by Scooj
On cobbled stones and
across the New Cut; the sun-
drenched streets of Bristol.
by Scooj
Not so fast matey
a thousand legs is quite some
overestimate.
by Scooj
On the train home to
Bristol feeling euphoric;
well done you Gunners
by Scooj
Heading to London
anxious anticipation
come on you Gunners.
by Scooj
Exhausted after
those nocturnal exertions;
waiting for the rain.
by Scooj
Regimented rows
eyes up looking at the sky
before darkness falls.
by Scooj
Productivity
can be close to godliness;
today I stepped up.
by Scooj
Sweet satisfying
scents of pineapple sage and
lemon thyme; Spring time.
by Scooj
Clearing the attic
memories oozing through me;
a nostalgic day.
by Scooj