Winter Blues

In Edinburgh, in February, the streets and pavements turn a bluey-white as winter digs it heels in.  I used to suffer a little from SAD, but these days I try not to get too blue.  And tonight, I'm performing a sad little story about the sea, which is blue and green.  There's always green around the corner.  So here's the second of my sequence of poems about all things blue. Don't let it get to you.  

Twelve Tones of Blue

 
Canto II:    A joke, permitting male and female elements to be seen together.

Canto II

Two colours blue; now

the sun and its shadow,

mother earth to father sky,

pallid calm meets bilious green -

the like and liken ne'er to be seen:

a woman in a floral tie!