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rainbow

Click here to hear the poem read aloud: the day awakens far too early before the sun decides to rise her coloured smile inspires laughter a glimpse of wonder from her eyes I know I cannot hold a rainbow or … Continue reading

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always here

Ear Phones Recommened: I survive this bleak December contemplate the coming year with a smile of equanimity because I know that you are here the winds are blowing colder clouds tell me snow is near the weather holds no menace … Continue reading

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rivers sing

when you hold my hand great mountains can walk the rivers all sing and the trees smile and talk the moon floats benignly the stars dance in the skies nights full of laughter and the sun never cries little birds … Continue reading

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Black and White and Red All Over

AnElephantCant help being colour blind It isn’t as bad as being flatulent or dead But he is just back from Italy Where quite unconditionally His breakfast croissant is served with Orange Juice that is RED Perhaps for some of you … Continue reading

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Raindrops on Noses and Blisters on Kittens

AnElephantCant melt in a downpour He has the hide of a loxodontile Scot His old body is kissed By a century of Scotch Mist He is many things but dry he is not Well that is except for his humour … Continue reading

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Hubble Bubble Double Trouble

AnElephantCant help but love bubbles And not just those that come in champagne But those cool little guys Who float up to the skies With all the colours of the bow after rain They bring delight to Elephants and kiddies … Continue reading

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Carousels and Rainbows

AnElephantCant always remember The pictures that dance in his head He is speaking of dreams Those flakes of moonbeams That visit him at night in his bed Sometimes he awakes and can feel them Hiding shy in the corners of … Continue reading

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