Spring’s prelude so green,
a sight for sore eyes after
the long wet grey days.
by Scooj
Spring’s prelude so green,
a sight for sore eyes after
the long wet grey days.
by Scooj
Give me the smallest
space and there I will try to
grow, untroubling.
by Scooj
Do you ever look,
I mean…really look, at the
beauty in the world?
by Scooj
Sheer cathedral walls
plunge deep underground, forcing
daffodils skywards.
by Scooj
Men stealing kisses
from passing acquaintances;
boulevard cafés.
by Scooj
An establishment
entitled ‘Dirty Dick’, ain’t
my idea of fun.
by Scooj
Regimented stacks
pay homage to Sacré-Coeur
from Paris roof tops.
by Scooj
Hey! George Monbiot
it will be forever May
when you rule the world.
by Scooj
Inspired by the inspiring (and controversial) George Monbiot.
Do we see something
of ourselves, our ancestry
in fluffy lemurs?
by Scooj
Counting 1…2…3…
beautiful green Spring meadows,
remember these things?
by Scooj