The Black Country
by poetrydiary
Silent factories –
cold chimneys with lonely weeds.
Gala Bingo.
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For September Haiku Heights – today’s prompt is ‘black’. Coincidentally, today I was in the Black Country, which was the birthplace of the industrial revolution in the UK (but like many similar places around the world) is currently awaiting a renaissance.
poetry diary 
Informative and nicely penned!
Thats good.
I can see the old folks enjoying their bingo game—a brightness in their otherwise dark and dreary lives!
The Black Rebozo
Love “gala bingo”!
That last line is a real shocker. Then it made me remember a bingo hall long ago and far away. Right on.
Have a look at my haiku if you havea chance:
http://alicekeysmd.wordpress.com/2013/09/20/be-entirely-blind/