To ‘The Old Smoke’


A silver blanket

settles on Somerset fields

and contrails criss-cross


by Scooj

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I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.

7 thoughts on “To ‘The Old Smoke’”

      1. A terrible typo, and thank you for checking my sloppy work. WordPress is more difficult to do from a handset I find. Should have been blanket. My bad. Changed it now.

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      2. A silver blanket would instantly conjure up minds eye views of unknown fields shrouded in a primordial mist as seen from a speeding train . . .

        Now you just need to check the cross cross and change to criss cross and we should all be there on the same page as you . . . 😉

        Please write 50 times;

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