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looking
up
joy
of rain fallen
where
the sun shines
there's
still a trickle
of
rhythm for frogs
all
the world's green
everything's
looking up
everyone's
got some notes
in
this chord
all
of this singing
too
little to hear
in
the bright blue
where
stars will soon shine
here's
Little Cloud Innocence
never
heard of rain
the
rest of us
all
looking up
Lovely, lovely!
ReplyDeletePS Did you realise your name is not appearing in your headings lately? (I know you've had internet probs.)
I love the trickle of rhythm for frogs. Helping me look up. Reminds me a bit of Jo Shapcott's 'On Mutability' which is one of my favourite poems and has that "look up" motif.
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