The Boiling Sky

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THE BOILING SKY

It is easy to believe in Thor, that great god in the sky,

Beating on his anvil, as the clouds go boiling by!

We, brought up in a plastic world, with information on tap,

May still feel some slight tremor when we hear a thunder clap.

How much more must our ancestors have feared the wrath on high;

Personally threatened by the great gods passing by!

It is easy to imagine personages roaring round,

Aiming flashing thunderbolts at the mere men on the ground.

We have many things to fear; we are mortal, you and I,

But at least there's nothing personal about a boiling sky!

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                                                                                              C. Snyder

SUMMER RAIN

Still lie the paddocks, harsh and brown,

Until the Summer Rain falls down.

Making the countryside glow green

Mellowing all the country scene.

Every stream holds out its arms

Rejoicing in the water's charms.

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Ripples dance on the rain-drenched river

All the flowers shake and shiver.

It washes the paddock and the plain.

Now give thanks for Summer Rain.

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PS

We performed one of our Christmas melodramas yesterday. The audience was only small and there were fewer of us than usual, as the other half of our group was performing in a different venue. I roped in Malcolm and friend, Alf, to boost the singing. For our mini-melodramas we don't learn any words; we just read. And we don't wear costumes, just symbolic hats or whatnot. Here you see Macolm in a coronet as Prince Charming in 'Cinderella'. He's very good natured about it, considering it's not his 'scene'! I wrote parodies around Xmas songs (not carols) and they went down well.

Below see Bev and Olwyn, the Ugly Sisters! 

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