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After days of rain
swollen beck roars to the Aire
once powering mills
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by Scooj
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After days of rain
swollen beck roars to the Aire
once powering mills
.
by Scooj

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Deep flower border
swirling sea of green and pink
and a large ladybird
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Enclosed assembly
hums rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb
pollinators buzz
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England’s lush pastures
pocked with solitary trees
grazed and flat-bottomed
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My poor failing eyes
so slow to settle on the
slender blue beauty
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Hotel car park sounds
distant hum of motorway
car music booming
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My ancestral home
a place where spelling my name
isn’t a problem
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High above Saltaire
where Victorians played
wildlife thrives in peace
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Deep in Leeds centre
sand martins sound their return
railway arches sing
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by Scooj