{Sparked off by a reading of Charles Causley’s ‘I Am the Song’.} I am a puzzle, e’en to myself; My thoughts, they tend to wander To Shropshire’s hills, all blue like Smurfs; to A. E. Housman – under! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2018
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On Wenlock Edge
Photography by Jay Cool On Wenlock Edge, Jay Cool’s in trouble. With frizzed-up fringe, the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies her old bones double, And sick of Severn breeze, she leaves. ‘Twould blow like this through holt and hanger. When Uricon the city stood. The Roman farts, expressing anger, At Jay Cool’s claim toContinue reading “On Wenlock Edge”
