Category: Just for the moment

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.

So much preparation,
Leaves me in deep stagnation,
But a working plan.

K V fifty five,
A small tomb with nothing there,
Somewhere in Luxor.

I struggled all day,
To bring it on home again,
It took all I had.

Fish and chips were good,
But I had it late with some coke,
And that filled me up.

I’m feeling it now,
The pressure of being so deep,
And the bends come slow.

Frogs can hop and jump,
And of course they can swim too,
I nearly forgot.

The postman called twice,
I caught them and it’s a girl,
Just dropping the post.

The evenings come slow,
I like it just like that now,
The day get shorter.