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On the horizon
hugging the ocean surface
a modest rainbow.
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by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Curse
From this day forward
life will never be the same;
you are an adult.
by Scooj
Scorched
.
From the charred remains
green shoots will quickly emerge
the gorse will return.
.
by Scooj
Cornwall holiday
In my idle mind
I’ve already departed
and am on my way.
by Scooj
High Flyer
Reaching for the stars
is as much as minions
can ever hope for.
by Scooj
Evening drift
Evening silence
interrupted only by
the roar of burners.
by Scooj
- last evening flight of the Bristol Balloon Fiesta 2017
Rot
On the forest fringe
long decayed woody debris;
foundation for life.
by Scooj
