Wretched Warleggan
not a decent bone in his
body; a scoundrel.
by Scooj
– apologies for all the Cornwall haikus at the moment. Still under the influence of holiday.
Tag: Poetry
Wheal Coates
For generations
children have dropped stones down the
shaft; a distant ‘plop’.
by Scooj
Shoreditch
Strolling through Shoreditch
shutter working overtime
utterly vibrant.
by Scooj
First day
Dawning of a new
era; so beautiful in
her school uniform.
by Scooj
Lobster pots
Newquay harbour wall
where untidy heaps of pots
are left out to dry.
by Scooj
Bicycle
Idyllic cottage
where I learned to ride a bike
never forgotten.
by Scooj
Cornish skies
Cornish skies, deep blue.
Ocean reflected, absorbed;
waves of clouds breaking.
by Scooj
Body boarding
We four together
on a wave – mum, daughter, son.
dad; it’s a keeper!
by Scooj
Fishing
The happiest day
spending time together on
the rocks in the sun.
by Scooj
Memories of a café
The Penny Farthing
used to be here; tea and cakes
with my grandmother.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 