Gladioli in orange and green
Photographically captured on screen
Hope these tall flower spikes
Generate lots of likes
Cos I think they deserve to be seen š
Tag: poetry
Foodie Fun
Last night’s dinner, braised lamb a la mode
Red wine gravy, so rich, overflowed
Seasoned well, hint of spice
Served with veggies and rice
Ate so much thought I might just explode!Washed it down with the rest of the wine
Altogether it tasted so fine
Love to cook and to eat
Till I feel quite replete
And my taste-buds are sated – divine!
Insomniac
Toss and turn all night long wide awake
Long-term habit thatās so hard to break
My insomniac quest
Brain and body to rest
Donāt know why I canāt sleep for fuck’s sakeā¦ š¦
Guests
I forgot what itās like to host guests
Clean the house so it looks at its best
Tidy up random stuff
Make it look good enough
Hide the worst of our everyday mess
Iād got used to our lock-down delays
Quiet living and insular days
Covid curses no more
Cast bad spells on my door
Feels so strange to return to old ways
So we welcome old friends with a smile
And remark that itās been quite a while
With great caution we start
With new joy in our heart
To embrace this post-Covid lifestyle
Home
Home…
A nineteen thirties bungalow in style
Mock-Tudor boards on double-fronted bays
Old paint-peeled rendered walls that made me smile
And fall in love in oh-so-many ways
Its shabby chic and part-neglected air
Called out to me to make this house my own
Look far beyond its age without a care
Ignore its dated dƩcor overtone
And now we live together in this space
Eclectic symbiosis oft appears Ā
Where partial changes slowly taking place
Bring modern touches to the faded years
I love the way the blend of old and new
Creates a loving home for me and you… ā¤
What to Write?
Motivation a black hole abyss
Sometimes blog posts end up just like this
Just a short line or two
Make it rhyme, that’ll do
Stream of Consciousness? Bit hit and miss… š
Fictional Fabric
How I wish I could spin a good yarn
Weave engrossing tales just like a charm
Knit elaborate plots
Thread through intricate knots
Complex patterns that comfort and warm
OK, so maybe not as genuinely, truly Stream of Consciousness writing as usual, but the whole idea came to me spontaneously and the words followed on quite quickly, so there we are, what’s done is done š
April A-Z: V is for Variants
As mutations of Covid abound
Rising hot-spot infections are found
Keeping one step ahead
Variants thrive and spread
Will this germ never stop gaining ground?
For this yearās April Blogging from A-Z Challenge Iām aiming for an alphabetical exploration of my personal thoughts and feelings on the continuing Covid 19 pandemic one year on, using a mix of poetry, pics and ponderingsā¦
April A-Z: R is for R-Number
The R-Number must be low not high
Stops infections from rising, so try
Keep it down below one
Til this virus is done –
We’ll breathe easy again, by and by…
For this yearās April Blogging from A-Z Challenge Iām aiming for an alphabetical exploration of my personal thoughts and feelings on the continuing Covid 19 pandemic one year on, using a mix of poetry, pics and ponderingsā¦
April A-Z: K is for Key Worker
Our Key Workers have pushed through it all
Many struggle, some stumble and fall
Yet they keep going strong
Working hard for so long
Though exhausted, still answer the call…
Throughout this pandemic, some people have continued working as before, perhaps in an even busier environment than usual. Doctors and nurses and other healthcare workers are an obvious example, but what about teachers and supermarket staff and postal workers and refuse collectors, taxi drivers and bus drivers and train drivers and myriad others. Life behind the scenes and beneath the surface of lock-down has continued to function regardless, so I just want to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has kept things going for us throughout – your ongoing contribution is much appreciated ā¤
For this yearās April Blogging from A-Z Challenge Iām aiming for an alphabetical exploration of my personal thoughts and feelings on the continuing Covid 19 pandemic one year on, using a mix of poetry, pics and ponderingsā¦
