Thursday, August 12, 2010


Blue Sky

Sun beams happily
on my eyeball
a ferry aims for
sea's white glare -
all pretence!
As soon as I step out
clouds will swarm
to make walking
an exercise
not sun-soaked
but wet

But look up, oh
sun-blinded one -
the southern sky
is as blue and still
as a painted wall.
Walk firmly, swing out
walk tall.

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