Green to Blew

Green to Blew

A Poem by John Preston

Green to blew my heart is true.

See in the sky how high I fly, looking down

Do you see that town?

Nothing is moving because of you.

You’re slumber makes the world stand still.

Arise, wake up; the moons had enough.

See the sun’s rays beyond hill range?

He’s holding still, waiting for Jill.

Even the rain is waiting patiently.

Come sweet child open thy eyes.

Eastern wind won't even blow.

The birds are waiting, need fly high to swoop and dive before they die.

Oh come, wake up sleepy head-why?

 

Do we have to blow the wake-up horn?

A mighty raw, wake the heavens for sure.

The stars they twinkle, awaiting so still.

I’m flying high waiting for Jill.

Green to blue the sea needs to move.

Moon; she turns our ocean tides.

Woe betide �"

Time to rise make some pies.

© 2016 John Preston


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John Preston
John Preston

Ashbourne, Derbyshire Dales, United Kingdom



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I'm past my time not long to go, but ha I'll just keep going, day by day one step at a time. I can not write but I try poetry, rime a little story. Please comment as you feel. It's good to know. Dy.. more..

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