delicate
just like
gold flakes,

filled with
an iridescent
sapphire,

so sweet,
honey-glazed donut
instead of a heart,

even a glimpse
of your sunshine

is enough
to keep souls
warm for an entire winter season.

So many people frustrated
and locked in. No income.
They don’t know what to do where to begin!
Now it’s the time to read a book
What’s inside you , take a look
Write down what and how you feel
Gives one a great relief and can save a soul.

Shell ✨🐚

It’s not a lie to bring them inside
and pretend spring

with central heating
drying sad eyes and itching skin
at least they offer a semblance
of a truth balefully missed

though the distant future
still promises such
current hands are hamfisted
in the art of wish fulfilment

My friend, I miss you.
I miss the tingle of anticipation
that you’ll be coming through my door.
I miss the sway as we squeezy hug,
that charges and restores.
I miss the pretty notes of your perfume
the grey that sweeps your hair.
I miss saying that I like your top
and the brimming smiles we share.
Or saying, ‘Oh, you naughty thing!’
as I take the cake and wine,
you always do, though you always don’t
really need to bring.

I miss your natter, the laughs and snorts,
the ranging chats and views.
I miss hearing of your children
and all our other buddy news.
And when you’ve gone, the afterglow;
the altered atmosphere.
You left me more than cake, you know,
the joy that you were here.

When life is locked down in a single place
We’re strapped in chairs but seem to run for miles
Our minds explore a vast and boundless space

I flit from call to call at frantic pace
My children print and scan their homework files
When life is locked down in a single place

I read, I write, I learn new tracks and trace
the course of Covid racing through the miles
Our minds explore a vast and boundless space

From day to night to day a carapace
cocoons us; doctors pace up ailing aisles
When life is locked down in a single place

I drill, I dream, I seek and find headspace
And call loved ones to see their smartphone smiles
Our minds explore a vast and boundless space

We run, we rest, we’re cursed, we’re blessed, we race
to live, survive and thrive in countless styles
When life is locked down in a single place
Our minds explore a vast and boundless space

Peach lingers as sunlight falls
  and behind, has even painted
      grey clouds happier
        and I try to inhale seven,
                                exhale eleven,
      but the frantic black-wire
                        gut-froth won’t tire
                     today