Night pirates

 

In the night

they came with their swords

and stole dreams

in the night

buccaneers of my tired mind

left me with nothing.

 

by Scooj

Let’s rock Bristol

.

Young and old

gather on the Downs

in the sun

having fun

watching bands from the 80s

nostalgic day trip.

.

by Scooj

Hunters

 

In the night

when all is pitch black

they will come

baring teeth

stealing the dreams from children

and wreaking havoc

 

by Scooj

Snow

 

Table top

covered with new snow

and a leaf

since fallen

reminder of passing time

and lifetime consumed.

 

by Scooj

A farewell

 

Thumping heart

be silent a while

let me breath

I must see

her countenance one last time

before all is lost

 

by Scooj

 

New beginning

 

Feel the light

intensifying

from here on

for a while

revitalising my soul

and making my day.

 

by Scooj

Lifetime

 

As a boy

I went to Star Wars

number four.

Together

with my son, we are going

to see number eight.

 

by Scooj

Busker

 

Haunting sounds.

Accordion plays

minor tones,

singing soft

with melancholic stanzas;

I hold back the tears.

 

by Scooj

Invasion

 

Winter sails

closer to our shores

glancing blows

so bitter;

there is nothing we can do

but sit tight and wait.

 

by Scooj

Walk

 

On my own

walking Bristol streets

on tired legs

this cold day

blowing away the cobwebs

shaking off the blues.

 

by Scooj