Butterfly dreams in
Winter, I wonder how to
gaze once more in awe.
by Scooj
- A direct reference to and reflection of my first ever Haiku. I think the first is better.
Tag: poem
Long day
A weary train home
after an early start; I’m
utterly knackered.
By Scooj
Modesty
Give me the smallest
space and there I will try to
grow, untroubling.
by Scooj
- with a nod to John Clare (I Am!) for the final word.
Melting glass
Explosive moment
that human time spans cannot
see; like melting glass.
by Scooj
Notice
Do you ever look,
I mean…really look, at the
beauty in the world?
by Scooj
Before light
Exchanging glances,
glassy eyes smile in the dark;
a friendly “hello”.
by Scooj
Abandoned
Long since forgotten,
neglected and unloved; your
ship will not come in.
by Scooj
Sunshine
The unforgiving
cruelty of Winter breaks
hearts with false promise.
by Scooj
Pink
Snooker’s six-point ball
an engine knock, hunting garb;
a versatile word.
by Scooj
Spring margins
Sheer cathedral walls
plunge deep underground, forcing
daffodils skywards.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 