A left hand sun dog
hanging in the freezing sky
Winter’s on the way.
by Scooj
A left hand sun dog
hanging in the freezing sky
Winter’s on the way.
by Scooj
Mildest of weeks; this
prolonged seasonal stasis
is bewildering.
by Scooj
A blocking high sits
obligingly overhead
warming Autumn hearts.
by Scooj
When a rainbow comes
I remember my cousin
who died much too young.
by Scooj
Heavy rain again;
another Summer washout
testing my patience.
by Scooj
Three ladies in black;
has the Summer come to this?
or did someone die?
By Scooj