Tag: Poetry

Angels

 

Raising children can

try the patience of angels;

my wings need preening.

 

by Scooj

 

  • with a nod to Eddie Reader and an earworm.

Together alone

 

Me and my pizza,

the chef, waiter and bar girl;

empty restaurant.

 

by Scooj

Undone

 

Seventh to ground

breakfast and back to seventh

horror…flies undone!

 

by Scooj

Dicot Parkway

 

Platform 2, lillies

beam, while above the red kites

lazily patrol.

 

by Scooj

Chapel Porth

 

Salt in my hair and

white salt ringlets on my skin;

Summer sea swimming.

 

by Scooj

 

Emerald

 

After so many

years together, it feels good

to honour their day.

 

by Scooj

Dog sitting

One happy daughter;

new sounds and interesting

smells pervade my home.

 

by Scooj

City food

 

Wonderful smells drift

in and out of the street stalls

selling World cuisine.

 

by Scooj

Son

 

He will not know the

sadness I feel as I hug

him and wave goodbye.

 

by Scooj

Camp

 

House is strewn with clothes

and kit that will never fit

into the backpack.

 

by Scooj