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The moon danced last night
Leaping across the sky
It sang of silver shadows
Falling far and wide
The moon rang with music
Notes of heavenly tunes
Rising and falling
moon bows shining bright
The moon smiled last night
As it travelled overhead
Bathing the world with glimmers
And frosty gauzy white
The moon breathed last night
Cool breezes soft and sweet
Gentle dreaming sighing
Sleep in silent flight.
Sing high, sing low, sing medium
No sound evokes emotions as much as song.
Sing sweet, sing dry, sing rich.
Music stills hearts and makes them soar.
Sing soft, sing deep, sing life,
Happiness and sorrow can be drawn out.
Sing loud, sing quiet, sing laughter.
Your life, your heart, your dream.
One cat a leaping,
Two cats a sleeping,
Three cats are creeping,
Four cats are weeping,
Five cats are keening,
Six cats are fleeing,
Seven cats are healing,
Eight cats are peeping,
Nine cats are greeting,
Ten cats are purring…….
Not a good poem, just a bit of rhyming babble….
Oh I love pattern and colour,
I love birds, flowers and trees,
Green men, phoenix, mythical beasts.
Who wants bland and boring?
Who wants pale and wan?
Why not get those colours
Under your skin.
Life is so exciting.
Life can be such fun.
If only we embrace it
Under the sun.
Never give me plain things
Always give me jazz
Living in a coloured land
Magic has begun.
We saw a bit if rain at the weekend, but not enough.
RAIN
The Sun is shining, it’s not raining.
The air is hot, its not raining.
The fields are dry, its not raining.
The clouds are gone, its not raining. ..
No water, no clouds, no green, no flowers…
It’s not raining.
The reservoir’s run dry, its not raining.
The rivers are low, its not raining.
The canals are closed, its not raining.
The grass is burning, its not raining…
No fish, no frogs, no newts, no fogs,
It’s not raining.
The crops are withered, its not raining.
The cows are hungry, its not raining.
The sheep are thin, its not raining.
The moors are burning, its not raining.
No chill, no cold, no frost, no fountains,
It’s not raining.
The jet stream is north, its not raining,
The pressure is high, its not raining.
We cannot bathe, its not raining.
We cannot drink, its not raining.
Global warming? Climate change? More to come?
It’s stopped raining…..
