.
Neglected, forlorn
the upright curries favour
As a picture stand.
.
by Scooj
.
Neglected, forlorn
the upright curries favour
As a picture stand.
.
by Scooj
.
Leaning in closer
their nervous young hearts pounding;
after school lovers.
.
by Scooj
Misky and murty,
weatherman spoonerism.
I rather like it.
by Scooj
.
I wanted the ground
to swallow me up, such was
My embarrassment.
.
by Scooj
A remembered situation.
.
Trains delayed due to
non-availability.
For the love of God!
.
by Scooj
.
An old tweed jacket
and trousers half-mast; wild hair,
eccentric manner.
.
by Scooj
.
Mining my reserves
digging deep for resources;
another Monday.
.
by Scooj
It’s the fever that
gets you…wares you to the bone.
So miserable.
by Scooj
On looking after my poorly daughter.
Deathly cold darkness
adorns Autumn’s fallen leaves
with Winter’s halo
by Scooj
(originally posted in March 2015)
From the souls of my
shoes, deathly cold rises through
my tired old body.
by Scooj