Tag: Poetry

Heaven can wait

 

Breathe in the smooth air

take my fill of oxygen

blue sky and big wheel.

 

by Scooj

Urban frost

 

Heavy winter coats

donned, hunched commuters shiver

in queues for the tube.

 

by Scooj

Dawn rower

.

Sleek. Cutting through the

still water of the Avon 

amidst frosty fields. 

.

by Scooj

Early train

 

Sunlight cuts across

the carriage and it flickers

Intermittently.

 

by Scooj

Netball match

 

A bitterly cold

morning, though warmed to the core

watching my girl play.

 

by Scooj

 

Solitaire

 

All alone I sit

just me and the soapstone fish.

I finished it once.

 

by Scooj

A view

 

Cold crisp afternoon

grey stone buildings bleached by a

sunken autumn sun.

 

by Scooj

Alea iacta est

 

Now the die is cast

there is no going back, no

second chance. It’s done.

 

by Scooj

 

Bubble babble

.

Meaningless jargon

in the Westminster bubble

fails to touch real lives. 

.

by Scooj

It rains

 

Interminable

rain, eroding memories

of warm summers past.

 

by Scooj