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Crisp, dry leaves yield to
soggy slippery mush. Rain!
enough already.
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by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Chilly choices
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Standing in cold car
parks, shivering and choosing
which cars to test drive.
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by Scooj
Birdsong
Even in dark days
where only despair resides
birdsong lifts my heart.
by Scooj
*I’m fine by the way, I am just experimenting with moods/emotions
Alone
No hot desks left, so
I find a quiet cell; now
incarcerated.
by Scooj
It’s coming
Summer’s memories
locked away and discarded;
face up to Winter.
by Scooj
Super moon
.
The persistent moon
of Westminster’s clock face mocks
urban cloud cover.
.
by Scooj
Invisible
.
In the grey city
under heavy Autumn skies
anonymity.
.
by Scooj
Decay
In Autumn woodlands
there is a force gathering
plotting destruction.
by Scooj
Regrets
I said things I did
not mean to say and I said
things I did not mean.
by Scooj
19,240
So many lives lost
on the first day of the Somme
we will not forget.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 