.
Smoke from a bonfire
hangs over a valley copse
breezeless dispersal
.
by Scooj
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Smoke from a bonfire
hangs over a valley copse
breezeless dispersal
.
by Scooj
It is the weather
that makes me soporific
so I’d like to think
by Scooj
Neither I nor dog
have any inclination
to take a wet walk
by Scooj
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Sodium street lights
tormented and diffracted
Autumn fog in town
.
by Scooj
What is this I see?
carpet bathed in golden sun
I will lie in it
by Scooj
Spent most of the day
ever so slightly cooler
than I’d like to be.
by Scooj
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Losing track of time
the days are becoming nights
autumnal mischief
.
by Scooj
.
A blustery day
a crow, territorial
dives after a leaf
.
by Scooj
When green turns to gold
and persistent rain slaps down
on old paving slabs
by Scooj
You kindly lingered
longer than you should have done
time to say goodbye.
by Scooj