ECLIPSE – WHAT ECLIPSE?
Here’s a picture
Of the one I didn’t see
This morning
On the West Hill
Clouded out, the sun hid itself well
From old New Age-rs
And others whose persuasion
I couldn’t tell
(Though the clothes were more hippy than hip)
And we gathered in some dog viewers as well
What any of us expected I don’t quite know
But an eclipse was a definite no-show
Perhaps  a second coming
Or a burning fire in the sky
With a voice booming out over the hill
Repent or die! Repent or die!
Cool poem!
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Thanks. It was total wipe-out though as an event!
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Shame, wasn’t it? Nothing like the total eclipse of 1999 or thereabouts. And now, late afternoon in south-east England, the clouds have dispersed and we have the ordinary, boring daily miracle of sunlight!
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Hi John. Damp squib or what! We just stood there watching the clouds. The sky didn’t even darken!
And I see the gremlins have been at work here. I am sure it was okay this morning, but maybe not.
I finished your book – reviewed it on amazon.
Tom
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