Poet and the sky: Poem by Ivor Steven

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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