Category: Just for the moment

A full day at home,
I was shattered and all in,
By the end of it.

Corona Virus,
Has a lot to answer for,
Like where’re my biscuits?

Last day in London,
They told me to work at home,
That is double work!

The streets were empty,
Except for a few people,
And including me.

What is on my mind?
Too much for now I’m thinking,
Closing some things down.

The sun shines brightly,
It is a fine cool morning,
When you plan your trips.

The darkness surrounds,
But the beauty is still seen,
Of this lost flower.

It’s Sunday funday,
The day before Monday comes,
It’s not Doneday yet!

Evidence of life,
Bubble life in my coffee,
Just floating about.

I’m falling asleep,
It’s a lazy afternoon,
I worked all morning.

Some say it’s Friday,
A day like any other,
Unlucky for some.

Avoiding the bugs,
The trains, work, shops and people,
Just walkingthe streets.

They counted the funds,
And they laid out their budget,
And found that deep hole.

A bird on a wire,
How did it land there, and why?
Some amazing things.

Thise noisy key strokes,
Good to mess with, but really?!
What twit will use them.

The pathway ahead,
Is not as broad as it was,
On the day before.

The butterfly lands,
Extending colourful wings,
The breeze ripples them.

Contemplating things,
Textures, colours, shadow, light,
And how it’s moving.

The shoe on the track,
It looks like my old brown shoe,
Waiting for a train.

Sleep held me tightly,
Not willing to let me go,
It felt eternal.

A day of grey clouds,
People on the train speak loud,
Josling for the door.

The moon turns again,
Full to nothing in a month,
Or twenty eight days.

So, it rained the rain,
All the way home from the train,
Next day do again.