Fog . Caterpillar train cocooned in a yellow mist; countryside obscured. . by Scooj Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookMorePinterestRedditPrintTumblrLike Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
Thank you. Yes it was. It has been a while though since last I was on a train. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I am reliant on what I see out of the window, but there is usually something inspiring. LikeLiked by 1 person
Natural adventures 
A very nice poem. Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you.
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You are welcome!
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Love the imagery and metaphor.
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Thank you. As soon as it came, the thick fog lifted. Maybe only a few miles.
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Gorgeous imagery. Another train ride Haiku?
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Thank you. Yes it was. It has been a while though since last I was on a train.
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You should ride it more often so you can write more of these gems.
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I am reliant on what I see out of the window, but there is usually something inspiring.
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