Pale civil servants
wearing tired suits and faces;
austerity’s grip.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Aztec Camera
I always wanted
a buckskin jacket, like the
one Roddy Frame wore.
by Scooj
- I saw a man wearing a buckskin jacket on my way to work this morning. It was perfect, and it reminded me of my lifelong desire to own one. Now I am 50-something I feel like I have earned the right to treat myself to one, and guess what…I’m going to do it.
Planet v economy
Winning the global
race is irrelevant if
there are no runners.
by Scooj
Sunday roast
Some eggs, flour and milk
and a very hot oven;
Yorkshire pudding done.
by Scooj
Boat
In the shadow of
Brunel’s finest, but worthy
of such company.
by Scooj
Graduation
Happy happy day,
mums and dads brimming with pride;
mortar boards and gowns.
by Scooj
Hanging
Too much on my mind;
I begin to forget words
and say ‘thing’…a lot.
by Scooj
Black Headed Gulls
Fearing my approach
gulls sidle away from me
before taking flight.
by Scooj
Parhelion
A left hand sun dog
hanging in the freezing sky
Winter’s on the way.
by Scooj
Windfall
Roaring winds recede
and stillness descends. Fallen
apples, food for worms.
by Scooj
