.
A gentle giant,
pelagic plankton feeder;
Never too hasty.
.
by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Window on the world
.
A view from the train
the meandering river
where fours and eights pull;
predominant colour green
and all feels good with the world.
by Scooj
Write
Ink traps every thought
in a permanent record;
this is what it was.
by Scooj
- scribbled after waking up in the middle of the night…its meaning is partly coherent, and partly a creation of a dream world.
Merci
Twenty two great years
a shared love of the Gunners;
go well Arsene (al).
by Scooj
- on the not entirely unexpected news that Arsene Wenger will be leaving My beloved Arsenal Football Club at the end of the season. As one who remembers some dire football before he arrived, I cannot thank him enough. The pride of North London.
This morning
Morning mist lingers
with promise of a fine day
and birdsong enchants.
by Scooj
Looking
Young men, gaze upwards
I too turn and look with them;
a mackerel sky.
by Scooj
Spring arrives
.
Small cotton wool clouds
dot a vast expanse of blue;
a welcome return.
.
by Scooj
This ship
Navigating an
unsure course through the Doldrums
landmarks give me hope.
by Scooj
Sadness
It hangs in the air
a constant veil surrounding;
looking for clearings.
by Scooj
Starburst
Magnolia tree
bursting with delicate blooms
snow white in the spring.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 