Category: Just for the moment

Such ominous thoughts,
Maybe it was todays’ date,
Or just a Wednesday.

It turned out okay,
Such a relief, what a day,
And there’s more to say.

The days are warmer,
I like the feel of the breeze,
Cooling on my face.

I have got behind,
I check my notebooks to find,
What’s wrote on the lines.

Here is a poem,
There is one below, I know,
What does it all mean?

I scrambling up hill,
The days just, will not keep still,
So I keep moving.

Another work day,
I switch the laptop to go,
And enter its world.

The train is on time,
It usually is these days,
And no refunds yet.

The days go so fast,
I really do want them to last,
Is that much to ask?

I guess that it is,
So I set myself to write,
And seek completion.

It’s weekly shop day,
Join queues and keep my distant,
Full shelves await us.

I broke the bank though,
Spent more than I should have spent,
I bought sausages.

Today is feeling hot,
So good to feel that nice heat,
And that cooling breeze.

The spring days are here,
Warm and lush they’re blossoming,
Green jubilation.

Lock down frenzy still,
Don’t go out unless there’s need,
To get food to eat.

The grass grows longer,
Sprouting shoots with long, long blades,
That must be cut down.

I did not a lot,
Yes work, but no proper work,
Just online meetings.

A funny place here,
Life between reality,
And virtual life.

The yellow ball bounced,
Easy and without effort,
And getting quieter.

Friday was sulking,
The weather off beat and cold,
With a little rain.

Friday wanted more,
Lots more blue sky and sunshine,
But is never came.

The end of the month,
A whole month of lock down fun,
And working from home.

Has it helped me work,
Yes for work, no for writing.
It’s hard to find time.