Early Spring again
though Winter’s business is yet
incomplete, undone.
by Scooj
Early Spring again
though Winter’s business is yet
incomplete, undone.
by Scooj
Tiniest fairies
dance in the evening sun
lime green destroyers.
by Scooj
Warmer breeze wakens
dozey rose chafers that crash
through the shrubbery.
by Scooj
In ancient woodland
untouched by human labours
delicate bluebells.
by Scooj
My ears deceived me?
I swear I heard the shrill cries
of swifts overhead.
by Scooj
.
Once proud mistletoe
merges with emergent leaves
longing for Christmas.
.
by Scooj
Enthisiasm
turning over a new leaf
three-month secondment
by Scooj
Number two on top
grading to a one elsewhere
and lose the fluff please.
by Scooj
Absent without leave
an hour wisely recovered
with a morning snooze.
by Scooj