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VERSE | PURE

O blue blue sky
How often have you seen
Grown men cry
And children console
Kneeling, hand on a ravaged knee
Balled inside grieving bones
Sunk deep within fractured tombs
Their bare stares full of wonder
Rare, untouched by such things
As sense or consequence
Or contrivance or pretense
Guileless they just gaze and gaze
Eyes wide and bright and beautiful
No little cups brimmeth over
No tears spill
They just watch, they take their fill
There is no shock, there is no awe
Just the truest bluest won-der
One that you may have felt once
O blue blue sky
When for the very first time
You saw all of creation, heaven
And earth perfect, unsullied, pure
From eyes that were of the bluest azure.
Image: Jeanne Louise

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | PERIWINKLE

I am the colour of the dancing peacock 
And also of the humpback whale
I’m the delicate shade of a robin’s eggs
I am the colour of the racer snake

I am like the rising and falling ocean
I am the shades of a summer sky
I am the colour of the planet Neptune
As it circles up on high

I’m the color of your little hands when
They’ve held these smarties too long
I’m the colour of some millipedes,
Of macaws and the moor frog

The emperor butterfly lifts off
In lovely shades of this hue
The earth itself when seen from afar
Is this incredible colour BLUE.