The Poems I Didn’t Write
There were other things I could have said
So many things inside my head
But I had other things to do instead
Life got in the way.
New Normal
New Year – when once more Big Ben chimed
The first time in how many years?
I tried to write but nothing rhymed –
New Normal
Winter Olympics in Beijing
The manufactured snow
And the uproar – should we actually go
As Covid cases rose and spoiled the show
And then they got the real snow
Loads of it – a blizzard
And they couldn’t even see to ski –
It was all downhill from there.
Valentine’s day came and went
Dudley and Eunice planned a date
But missed each other just too late
That went down a storm!
And we had to wait till March for pancake day
And then the war – I could not find words
To write of such atrocity
Abnormal
Easter’s late
The year rolls on
Another equinox – and spring
But the winter chill’s not gone.
Thirty-first of March is here
And we’re waking up to snow
There’s always stuff to write about
But sometimes words don’t flow
Future
Perhaps we will wash our hands more
Take more care with coughs and sneezes
Perhaps we’ll see a “bigger picture”
And turn our lives around
Perhaps we won’t.
We’ll forget, in time, the lessons learned
It’s normal.
Perhaps we’ll value a healthier lifestyle
And start walking more, and then
Perhaps we’ll find New Normal
And start living once again
End of March 2022
Two years from the beginning of the first lock-down, an estimated One in Thirteen people (source – ONS) in the UK currently have corona virus. There are no more testing centres, and no more free lateral flow tests available on-line or from pharmacies.
(with exceptions for special at-risk groups)
We’ll continue to have Covid vaccinations, like the annual flu jab, and just use common sense to stop the spread. Enough said.