Shopping at the Mall
fills me with a cold dread when
hunting for bargains.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Last day at work
I’m soaked to the skin;
damp clothes release that dank smell.
I want to go home.
by Scooj
Church of fairies
Moment of magic;
unseen doors appear for a
small congregation.
by Scooj
- I saw this little doorway this morning. I love it when creative people do things like this. Heartwarming.
AFC 2 – MCFC 1
We score, the crowd roars;
behind, ‘potty-mouth’ curses
for the entire game.
by Scooj
Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve
Early morning chill
numbs my fingers, though I care
not on such mornings.
by Scooj
Belshazzar’s feast
Wonderful music;
accordion and fiddle
bringing folk alive.
by Scooj.
The Bristol Lodge (Provincial Grand Lodge of Bristol)
In here be secrets
where privilege and power
scratch each other’s backs.
by Scooj
Undressed
They said it would go
and down it has come; scaffold
confidence restored.
by Scooj
Undress
The scaffolding comes
down today, so I am told.
Not holding my breath.
by Scooj
Nature boy
Exploring Cornish
rock pools all Summer break; those
were such carefree days.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 