Can it really be
thirteen years? Adolescence,
the next stage in life.
by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Spiny spider crab
Fine decorations
adorn a tough carapace;
king of camouflage.
by Scooj
Passive
Rod on the rod-rest
baited hooks on the bottom;
waiting for a bite.
by Scooj
- Fishing in Cornwall for a couple of days.
I remember
.
Not a day goes by
when I don’t spend a moment
thinking about you.
.
by Scooj
Caterpillar
What you will become
far outweighs your current form;
a means to an end.
by Scooj
- This is the caterpillar of the elephant hawk moth, found on my allotment. Both caterpillar and adult are beautiful in my eyes, a view not shared by everyone.
Redland Court succession
Once a fine manor
then a school for young ladies
soon to become flats.
by Scooj
Fog
.
Caterpillar train
cocooned in a yellow mist;
countryside obscured.
.
by Scooj
Grey day
Damp air invades me
extinguishing any fire
or optimism.
by Scooj
- I’m fine by the way…just wanted to capture a mood.
Launderette
Plugged into Mozart,
the Shawshank Redemption scene,
and the dryer spins.
by Scooj
Bin day
The young boy looked out
and offered a bashful wave
to the old bin man.
by Scooj
