Month: May 2021

I had a sweet dream,
where I got away somewhere,
with the sea and sand.

Somewhere hot and far,
secluded beaches in the sun,
and drink by the pool.

I woke with a fright,
back to my reality,
and the morning light.

It’s been very hard,
but greasy hard like cold lard,
that quickly thaws out.

The robin’s still sing,
their mating songs of this spring,
chirping on branches.

I’m finding my feet,
still getting my balance right,
but still doing it.

It’s a long weekend,
that offers rest like candy,
so sweet and short lived.

The times are troubled,
with work stress and pandemic,
and cabin fever.

The anitvirus,
offers hope like a ticket,
a lottery one.

I have grown older,
during this time of lock down,
I think we all have.

Will we be wiser,
or more careful, to go out,
or want to forget.

There will be changes,
some for good and some not so,
we all will adapt.

The trees are blooming,
fresh green leaves like sweet salad,
and pollens flowers.

This time has a feel.
a sense of newness like spring,
and warmth of summer.

The clouds like this time,
with thermals that twist about,
into shapes and forms.

The winds are cooling,
sometimes too cool, like a frost,
icy to the feel.

The weather is strange,
one day this and one day that,
and sometime between.