National Poetry Day . No pressure there then when words are hard to come by forced, inauthentic . by Scooj Rate this:Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like 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
Your page wouldn’t let me use the ‘enter’ key to go down to the next line which was a little bit strange LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Natural adventures 
Oh what shall I say,
National Poetry Day, But Hip Hip Hooray
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Well said sir.
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Your page wouldn’t let me use the ‘enter’ key to go down to the next line which was a little bit strange
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Odd. WordPress is so full of glitches.
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