My memories fade
and nothing lasts forever;
I can’t revive you.
by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Pea souper
.
Thick fog wrapped around
insipid, ghostly buildings
which emerge and fade.
.
by Scooj
Redland Station mist
.
A dark silhouette
his last vape before the train;
creature of habit.
.
by Scooj
Sunday match
.
Mums and dads hug the
touchline calling ‘good ball’ or
‘well done’; Sunday match.
.
by Scooj
Surviving Christmas
Christmas cheer, not here;
children break for holidays…
Christmas booze more like.
by Scooj
*Not really – pretty excited about it all. Just wanted to have some fun with words.
Cornish Rockpools
Where tompot blennies
thrive and encrusted spider
crabs scuttle away.
by Scooj
Inspired by the utterly brilliant blog by Heather Buttivant called Cornish Rockpools: https://cornishrockpools.com/blog/ – go take a look.
Feeding time
Generally it
begins a few hours ahead
of schedule; cat time.
by Scooj
Finsbury Park
.
Severe delays due
to signal faults at Brixton!
Tearing my hair out.
.
by Scooj
Monday
.
Yellow-purple-grey
sky weighed down by Winter’s curse;
dull and oppressive
.
by Scooj
Christmas card list
.
I have reached the age
where there are fewer Christmas
cards sent or received.
.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 