I lay in bed at night,
going over the things I did.
Thinking of a million other ways
I should have done them.
Wishing I could go back and change them
as I close my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep,
knowing that I can't.
                                 - Jocelynn

Sunshine mopped, grey clouds ruled,
I sashayed barefoot,
near the kerb and road
raindrops pattered, yet umbrellas closed
I relished the music, goth
Insentience roamed around
It didn't seemed yesterday
where I danced and bleed
on cigarette butts and shattered glass
near the kerb and road!

When He paints the sky gold,
with vivid colors,
bright and bold!

Slowly disappears the color blue,
Inspiring, yet enigmatic
without a clue!

And the sun prepares to dive
Soon to return,
extant and alive

It shapes the vista, as a silhouette
On a journey,
to make it perfect!

Brilliantly red and orange, conquer the sky
Whilst the blues and violets
temporarily die!

On the solid, oak branch
awaits the mother bird
for her baby to hatch!

Wishing, slowly these nights fade away
Gifting us again
a bright blue day!

Sleepless night!
those who are sleeping tight
tell me how do you sleep
without thinking
and sleep so light
don't you have any thoughts?

upon his eyes, i read in the reflection his story
i see the memories, the fearful nights, the noisy mornings
and the nights worth of words appear on his skin as he shivers under my living touch
he isn't friends with the wicked, he's been taken hostage by it
he's not cold, not ruthless,
only perceived this way
by those whose heads live in the luscious clouds of the heavens
while his mind is rooted in the earth
and his eyes
they're empty, pleading, hoping, yet accepting
his pools of polluted oceans hold more trauma than others
and it takes one to know one


©L.F.

The disco floor is empty,
   No more john Travolta
                            Olivia Newton John

serenades,

Cos there at home,
                      quarantined.


           They use there roller skates
around the settee, getting there exercise
               a fifteen minute burn.

                           As any more I'd need a martini.

Bruise's show that its isn't as easy as
                                          it used to be.

On Amazon for a new flat screen....
                      because the other one has
a roller skate imbedded in it.

What!! that was forty two years ago...

     Not as flexible as we were before.
My kids got the swear jar full after that day...


                                                    And breath..


Summer nights we weren't at the beach,
          social distancing and the police.
So we turned the backyard in to our holiday.
tell me more,
             it turned cold,
  So we went in quick as a sneeze would echo
    around the neighbourhood and you know
           how'd they talk. Oh they got covid 19


Summer dreams,
                             I haven't got the body for it now..
            We've been quarantined for twelve weeks..
Tell me anyone that has a beach body?
       More like a beached whale...

But the quarantine is saving us,
       No social gathering, no school...
lie ins while the kids sleep into...

And I'll dream of that moment I can
          see mum again, skype is all good,
but cause the level of concern I'll wait till
           were allowed to visit the loved ones again.

Its the night sky
Which provides me hope
How the darkness is temporary
And the nights are for sure to pass
Sleepless nights, depressed nights, full of anxiety
The night sky was which told me
That past is sure the past
Like a star in the sky,
Not important, nor hidden
Its the moon which whispered to me
How you can always shine
Whether the nights are grey or black
and whether your life is broken or hidden
Like the crescent moon, or a half one
There is a time when you always collect your courage
And shine completely, like a full one
Full of hope and shine!