In bright sky the stormclouds gather thunderheads will form a cluster Like a strong wind ‘gainst the window pane – like a winter gale’s bluster The mouth – it turned its lips – they cursed – soon to replicate the story That wallowed in its turgid sin free of hallowed glory Until one day – […]
Tag: Covid-19
Two paths
There are two paths by which I could walk home. One diverts through the back entrance of a Golf Club, whilst the other takes me over a bridge through Sickle Avenue. Which one I choose is up to me. Or is it? This really depends upon the way you see things. Are you in control […]
Limerick XXIV
The Health Commissar said stay home or get ill Report signs of a dry cough, feeling tired or chills We must kill this thing Get a jab – it won’t sting If your brothers and sisters won’t thank you I will
Choices
Choices many – how to pick A road with fork that sparks a need Our sensibilities doth grow And make a flower from a seed Wisdom sheds the flower to solve Truth will shed a wrong To delineate an absolute And ruminate too long Who decides how long is long enough And who […]
where
Are we headed to where we’ve come from – or a place we’ve never been
Limerick XVIII
There’s a virus – they call it Corona It creates panic all the world over The shelves – they are bare No toilet paper to spare So we wipe our bum on whatever’s left over
sensualism 