Go away, rainy day poet!
Go away rainy day poet!
mention the sunny south of the hill
the crumbling cliffs of gravel
or hurrying cricks that hop and skip
among the pebbles singing of the sea
and the green treetops on tippytoe
to watch the starry Venus climb while I’m
lazily gazing at the farther spaces
beyond mountain peaks places
a tide the sun knows and I reply
to the question: yes i yes yes i!
mcmdl
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