A triangle of light, a trigpoint
In your personal space
This then your mountain
To climb with grace
Walk one step, then one other
The raindrops, before the sleet and snow
Wind chimes remind you of your mother
The Inkspots, the Black and White Minstrel Show
A circular sunrise
Vehicular and vernacular
Over nearby trees, and I suspect
Also in far-off valleys
And on the Somerset flatlands
Over the populous Lincolnshire marshes
Across the Arizona desert
And more slowly; somewhere nearer home
Talk, one word and then one other
The bottoms dropped, from down below
Rhythm and rhyme remind you of your brother
Also of Amen Corner and Andy Fairweather-Low
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