Clear Blue Jar
Laying here looking above.
Staring toward the sky.
Wondering why,
Why is our sky blue.
How do we perceive hue’s
And why say “feeling blue”,
When it’s not true.
The blue I see,
Is no-one’s fool.
So why fool with me.
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Blue in all ways special to me – can’t help but keep on re-reading your poetry … and on another note I’ve a memory of saying I’d do something for you which now escapes me … please feel free to remind me. Eric.
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