Tag: Poetry

Leaf litter

 

On the woodland floor

fallen from the canopy

sweet caterpillar.

 

by Scooj

Kite

 

In blustery winds

empty skies become busy,

dazzling with colour.

 

by Scooj

Clean it up

 

Going for a walk?

the message is loud and clear,

clean up doggy poop.

 

by Scooj

The walk

 

Company of eight

spend time together in this

green and pleasant land.

 

by Scooj.

No way José

 

When asked for a dance

I declined and turned and fled;

hoping against hope.

 

by Scooj.

Busy

 

Mind your own business

I have a great deal to do

I need to scurry.

 

by Scooj

Coming in

 

Ever flooding tide

always lapping at my heels

longing for the ebb.

 

by Scooj

Yonder window

 

The window is small

and only pallid fragments

of light penetrate.

 

by Scooj

Street raging

 

Anger on the streets

as domestic argument

spills out; I look on.

 

by Scooj

Web

 

Water beadlets lie

long after the rain has passed

suspended in time.

 

by Scooj