Jersey Thursday … for Poetry Thursday

Jersey Thursday

In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning on Jersey Thursday.
In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning on Jersey Thursday.

Donovan (1965)

(An early Donovan song dug out for today’s issue of Poetry Thursday.)

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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2 Responses to Jersey Thursday … for Poetry Thursday

  1. whypaisley says:

    and what do you see when you read this.. i feel almost as if i am seeing a carnival ride……

  2. maryt says:

    god, James, Donovan! I remember him. He was such a hippy. “Mellow Yellow.” I can bring that song to mind anytime.

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