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Sleek. Cutting through the
still water of the Avon
amidst frosty fields.
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by Scooj
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Sleek. Cutting through the
still water of the Avon
amidst frosty fields.
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by Scooj
Sunlight cuts across
the carriage and it flickers
Intermittently.
by Scooj
A bitterly cold
morning, though warmed to the core
watching my girl play.
by Scooj
All alone I sit
just me and the soapstone fish.
I finished it once.
by Scooj
Cold crisp afternoon
grey stone buildings bleached by a
sunken autumn sun.
by Scooj
Now the die is cast
there is no going back, no
second chance. It’s done.
by Scooj
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Meaningless jargon
in the Westminster bubble
fails to touch real lives.
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by Scooj
Interminable
rain, eroding memories
of warm summers past.
by Scooj
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Crisp, dry leaves yield to
soggy slippery mush. Rain!
enough already.
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by Scooj
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Standing in cold car
parks, shivering and choosing
which cars to test drive.
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by Scooj