.
I can die happy
tram ride along the Douro
a vintage highlight
.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Feet
.
Hot feet from walking
rested and revived before
an evening stroll
.
by Scooj
Porto
.
Hills and tiled facades
greet the weary travellers
eager for morning
.
by Scooj
Hell
.
Old insulation
thickened with dust and debris
filthy furnace loft
.
by Scooj
Reacquaint
.
Meeting, re-meeting
some friends and acquaintances
after two long years
.
by Scooj
Holiday
.
Computer switched off
overactive mind switched off
coming up for air
.
by Scooj
Liar
.
I don’t believe you
complete insincerity
oozes from your lips
.
by Scooj
.
Boris Johnson must go. Every minute he remains he erodes the credibility of our government and the reputation of our country.
One week
.
Only seven days
then a change in the routine
mini holiday
.
by Scooj
Pride
.
Can it be ok
to take enormous pleasure
In a job well done
.
by Scooj
Ghost
.
You are everywhere
silently your black shadow
slinks from room to room
.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 