As if by magic
a green rabbit emerges
my ears and whiskers!
by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Heavy hand
Writing on the wall
says ‘nobody wins the war’;
graffiti plays out.
by Scooj
The words were scrawled up on a wall of The Bearpit, walls which Bristol City Council keep on painting only to be tagged moments later. The City Council in their zeal to tidy up The Bearpit (for whatever reason) are not bringing people with them. Their ‘ban it’ mentality is leading to a degradation of a space that only two years ago was vibrant, colourful and tidy. In trying to tackle problems such as addiction and violence and homelessness and graffiti and skateboarding, the clampdown is using the ‘clean up’ of The Bearpit as a deflection of its own failings and those of the Government in these years of austerity, and is wrongly conflating these issues.
Homeless people are not necessarily addicts. Addicts are not necessarily graffiti artists. Graffiti artists are not necessarily skateboarders. Skateboarders are not necessarily violent. Violence is not necessarily practiced by homeless people. And so on…
Work with the people who use this space.
Nobody wins the war.
Weather forecast
Cold wet and windy
The spectre of winter lurks
it’s time to wrap up.
by Scooj
Birthday
One year or seven
your time with us has flown by;
the pup growing up.
by Scooj
Puppy, Noisy, Haiku
Puppy asleep
Biodiversity loss
With great urgency
actions, not words, are needed
before it’s too late.
by Scooj
written on returning from a two day conference on environmental communications. We really do have so very little time remaining to prevent both a biodiversity and climate catastrophe. Time to write to your MPs or political representatives and ask them what they are doing about these two growing issues which will have impacts far greater than any banking crisis we have ever seen.
Motorway view
A perfect vee cuts
across seamless clear blue skies;
autumn migration.
by Scooj
Taxi
It’s an old cliché
and today I lived the dream
cab driver for kids.
by Scooj
Toadstools
In death we find life
nothing ever goes to waste;
a new beginning.
by Scooj
He and I
I didn’t want him
I didn’t want him at all
but now I’ve got him
we walk together always
with mut(t)ual disrespect.
by Scooj
Intro
As the nights draw in
I become introverted
and introspective.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 