Spring temperatures
soar, stirring dormant slow worms
from languid slumber.
by Scooj
Spring temperatures
soar, stirring dormant slow worms
from languid slumber.
by Scooj
Killing time, waiting
for the rain to stop, choosing
what seeds to plant next.
by Scooj
The Bristol Rovers
roar carries on the light breeze
across the suburbs.
By Scooj
The sun touched sea slaps
the boat and our lines tighten
and cut on the rise.
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Through rippled glass I
gaze at beautiful May skies
and cherry blossom.
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Claustrophobic trip;
sold a dummy when booking
a seat with a view.
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Bold proclamation
of love, though I suspect she
no longer loves you.
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Silent approaches,
nonchalant glances exchanged;
mutual respect.
Beautiful England
all around and before me
and the radio.
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Dire and depressing
monotonous straight Tarmac
a means to an end.
by Scooj