Month: July 2020

Banksy on the tube,
I really liked all those rats,
Not wearing their masks.

And the Toynbee tiles,
It’s rejuvenating stuff,
Have you found a tile?

Got a list to do,
It is long and tedious,
And takes me all day.

There’s better things though,
It is summer and raining,
What can be better.

Here we are again,
Another day, has begun,
And time is ticking.

Possibly the worse,
Work day of my working life,
Attacks on each side.

I just felt battered,
Reeling for a while and then,
Finding solid ground.

It got me focused,
And my head down doing it.
And getting things done.

Well the day is gone,
And evening is settling in,
With night coming fast.

Time’s of the essence,
It’s legal but it is for me,
So, I will do more.

Dreading work again,
Knots my tummy terribly,
And it’s still Sunday.

Watching some old films,
One is black and white oldie,
But it was funny.

I checking the score,
Of the some games played today,
Good to see them back.

A relaxing day,
I’m trying to recover,
From a busy week.

I counting my change,
And I’m making some big plans,
For dinner tonight.

The day’s starting well,
Relaxed and the sun shining,
In the cloudy sky.

I play my guitar,
Arpeggios run away,
And then come back up.

The cut away helps,
To make these runs longer,
And ping that high note.

It’s my dad’s birthday,
I call to see how he is,
And he says he’s well.

We take a short walk,
Along the woodland pathway,
Green and overgrown.

I photograph things,
That catch my eye, but not much.
Still a few nice shots.

It’s the day after,
And the mopping up begins,
With very tired hands.

They call it a beast,
A mammoth meeting done well.
It achieved its goal.

One hundred people,
Joined the meeting yesterday,
And all done on line.

Another day now,
More of the same and many there,
I am leading this.

It really drains me,
I’m empty from my head down,
Time to get some sleep.