February 2012
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Southampton
A train journey to the South
coast of England on
a frozen February day,
perfectly content with an
hour and a half gift
of solitude.
The trees look sad
as they rush past me -
bare, cold; with
nothing to hold.
I am afraid of many things.
Being like the trees
is one of them.
I am now in Bradford, but no -
not the Bradford I know, this
one has the Avon;
not the Aire.
Train...
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Wintry blues could make
anyone go insane.
The chills, the grey skies
pushing us all down to
the ground.
England;
what love I do feel for you.
But, by gum -
you do know how
to make me
feel blue.
by Charlotte Owen, 29th January 2012