The elves are leaving
Middle Earth never to come
back; my sad heart weeps.
by Scooj
Tag: Poetry
Osprey
Pinnacle of the
food web, master of the sky
eagle deity.
by Scooj
Heart of London
On shingle beaches
exposed by the ebbing Thames
history revealed.
by Scooj
The Bank of Dad
It’s open all hours
no charges for withdrawals
and no banking fees.
by Scooj
Bag lady
All I have is here
my worldly goods and my home;
lonely and alone.
by Scooj
Hotel room
Small kettle and cups
perfunctory offerings
neat, tidy, soulless.
by Scooj
Independence Day
Over the years I’ve
been institutionalised;
new job starts today.
by Scooj
Icarus
As he hurtled to
the ground nobody waited;
ambition unseen.
by Scooj
Gove
Dishonourable
backstabbing narcissism;
an embarrassment.
by Scooj
Still angry and ashamed at the way British politics is playing out. See this haiku I wrote on the subject almost a year ago.
Commute
Ever-changing views
reward dreamers and gazers
with fields of foxgloves.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 