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I will wear it for you,
to keep you safe,
for old friends,
and new.
I will try and be safe,
wash my hands,
even wash my shopping.
I will keep my distance,
not hug,
not shake your hand.
I will cough into my elbow,
tap feet,
not touch.
I love you dearly,
I want all to be well,
all shall be well?
Are you well?
Keep safe.
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Rained all day,
today,
poured down,
persisted it down,
grey clouds,
lower than the tree tops,
streaks of water on the windows,
birds needing shelter,
sparrows soaked,
don’t go out,
keep warm and dry.
We were going to the seaside
We were going to the sea.
We were going to have icecream
We were going to see seagulls
Tides
Waves
Beaches
Fish and chips
We WERE going to Wales
We’re not now
Sadly lockdown is here
Now
Sad
I write silly limericks each week on a friend’, Esther Chilton’s, blog. I don’t usually share them here but I thought I would with the one I wrote on her blog last week. I hadn’t been feeling well and I forgot I had written this. I can’t remember the word that we had to base the limerick on, I think it was State, you have a one word prompt. It does not have to be the word you rhyme with, it can sit anywhere within the limerick:
Just look at the state of my hair!
This lockdowns been really unfair
My mane has extended
Far more than intended
From the top to the foot of the stairs!
I hope it made you chuckle. Limericks have a two, two, one pattern, the first two and last line should rhyme and lines three and four are often shorter and have a different pattern to their rhymes.
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One yellow leaf, fallen
Sitting with weeds and grass
Old brown leaves
Already over.
Leaves that turn to mulch
Rotting
Nutrients
Sinking
Into the ground
To renew next year
Feed the roots
To grow new shoots
After winters sleep.
Tasty roses, like cake
Spread out like icing flowers
Sculpted into petals
Shaped and molded
Moulded? Moldering?
Complications
Convolution
Like a convolvulus
Flowers that multiply
Given in friendship
Pattern of mind and ideas.
On a cloud or the sea
Waves washing you
Onto a beach
Bricks and lamposts
Windows and shutters
Chimneys and trees
Cold air and breeze
bluest of blues
Shattering Sapphire
Clouds smudged on the sky.
Brick spaceship
Alien building
Spinning out of control.
Lots of stuff,
on window ledges,
filling space,
shared with cats,
plants are growing,
decorated with things,
collected,
ornamented,
sketched and recorded.
Gathering moss,
unable to leave things,
remove things,
bin things,
Hoarder?
Maybe
Do you see me smiling,
behind my mask?
With my eyes.
Yes I’m smiling its true,
gently smiling not grinning.
I walk into shops,
I try to smile,
I want them to know,
I’m a friend.
The mask hides my smile,
I feel hidden.
I could be a robber,
a thief or a shoplifter.
If I wear gloves,
I feel guilty,
like I’m hiding.
So I smile,
even though it’s behind a mask.
Let me go back to 2019
When I played mock mayor
And was wigged in wool hair.
My hubby was wearing
A gown with great bearing
Cross dressed
In his best
In straw hat with beard
While his words were heard
Speaking prattle and tosh
To a crowd all a hush
Paraded the iron market
With oyez oyez, harked
A speech for the day
The people to play
Drink and be glutton
And eat best mutton
Till the end of the day
With nothing to pay.
Mock mayor on that day.
To the world on display…..
Mallaband-Brown