Tag: Poetry

Victoria Line

 

A sea of hair sways

in unison with the train

as it rocks and jolts.

 

by Scooj

Fingers crossed

.

Lives around the world

impacted by today’s Vote

a global ripple. 

.

by Scooj

EU Autumn 

.

Torn from slumber, green

leaves not ready to detach

fight on to remain. 

.

by Scooj

Silver

.

First frost glistening

in green pastures and the cows 

lazily grazing. 

.

by Scooj

Oh (s)crap!

.

Those horrifying 

words, ‘it’s your gearbox that’s gone’

life without a car. 

.

by Scooj

Rock of ages

.

Paul Simon still rocks

at seventy five years young

Graceland in Cardiff. 

.

by Scooj

Night night

 

Control Alt Delete

key strokes that initiate

computer bedtime.

 

by Scooj

Perfect place

. 

Talk interrupted

a conference at the zoo.

Outside lions roar. 

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by Scooj

Musical

.

Territory folk

in Oklahoma I hear

should stick together. 

.

by Scooj

End of day feeling

.

I’m utterly pooped 

holding court and centre stage

some good progress made. 

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by Scooj