Tiniest fairies
dance in the evening sun
lime green destroyers.
by Scooj
Tag: Spring
Emerald
Warmer breeze wakens
dozey rose chafers that crash
through the shrubbery.
by Scooj
Woodland
In ancient woodland
untouched by human labours
delicate bluebells.
by Scooj
Imaginings
My ears deceived me?
I swear I heard the shrill cries
of swifts overhead.
by Scooj
Fade
.
Once proud mistletoe
merges with emergent leaves
longing for Christmas.
.
by Scooj
Green shoots
Enthisiasm
turning over a new leaf
three-month secondment
by Scooj
Warm weather haircut
Number two on top
grading to a one elsewhere
and lose the fluff please.
by Scooj
- These days there isn’t an awful lot to cut and most of the hard work is getting rid of the hair on/in my ears, my eyebrows etc – getting old is the pits.
