Brexit Sonnet 6 - Rhapsodic Key of Blue

Brexit Sonnet No.6 ‘Rhapsodic Key of Blue’ So much hurrah, so much for cherished symbol, That one could be forgiven to believe it true. But for me there’s no electric tingle, From passing ports in rhapsodic key of blue. If this the blue, please God, what’s red and white? Perhaps Saint George with maiden now entwined, Will ask for one days leave from work as right, Or any other Brexit Beast can’st find. Our rods and cones are surely most to blame, Mine own to colour problems greatly prone. Not one of us view colour quite the same, A divisive issue, the passport’s colour tone. I’m glad I see not the colour nor the shade, And turn’st my back on argument Blue has made. ©Keith Murphy