An untold story;
a gift of love? or maybe
an apology.
by Scooj
A bicycle I saw exactly a year ago on a street in Bristol.
Relic from Earth’s youth
bathing in afternoon sun.
Fleeting adulthood.
by Scooj
Deer in open fields
scamper away for cover
when iron thunder comes.
by Scooj
Floret furnaces
laid out in regular rows
bursting with pollen.
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Here my breathing slows
until no air passes through;
place and mind are one.
by Scooj
I sat in this overgrown corner of my allotment doing a butterfly survey this afternoon. My heart rate slowed and I caught myself not even breathing. So calm and peaceful.
A mermaid and fawn;
resident grotesques adorn
this sheltered housing
by Scooj
Three ladies in black;
has the Summer come to this?
or did someone die?
By Scooj
A calm Summer morn’
punctuated only by
a passing comma.
by Scooj
* The Comma (Polygonia c-album) is a species of butterfly found across Europe, and from N. Africa through Asia as far as Japan.
The sheep are in town;
families roam clutching maps –
gotta catch em all.
By Scooj
Following the success of the Gromit Trail two years ago, Bristol is hosting the Shaun the Sheep Trail, which was officially started today.