Today is Midsummer Day the longest of the year, and what a glorious one it turned out to be in these parts with the afternoon sunshine raising the temperature to dizzying Summer heights. In fact it became so warm that one could almost obey the injunction of the poem, however in the case of this writer the abandonment confined itself to the wearing of sandals and light seasonal clothes in deference to my neighbours and the community at large ! The words though as ever danced in frantic liberation, unfettered, naked and free. ~GOSh.~
WHAT IS POETRY ?
Everyone’s very embarrassed.
Only one thing to do about it -
Off with your clothes
And join in the dance.
Naked words and people dancing together.
There’s going to be trouble.
Here come the Poetry Police !