I once knew a man who rose above the ordinary.
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Who without a doubt thought before he spoke and read before he thought
Even though he is no longer with us,
He would live a thousand years and much more;
I write of blue, red and green, and sometimes of yellow and grey,
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Sometimes I write of fields and mountains, and sometimes of dried rivers, instead.
Some days I write of battles and wars, and other days of duels raging in my mind,
All shades, and hues, and corners and caves, you will find in the rhymes I penned.
I am the Elephant in the room
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The uninvited guest
The one you can’t look in the eye
I felt a stir in the still night
Looked up and saw no stars
The moon snuffed out
By huge dark wings
Hovering above an anguished earth
I looked a question
Heard a silent ‘not yet’
As the shadow passed
Leaving me in sorrowful moonlight.
There’s a croissant for my breakfast
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Spaghetti bolognaise for lunch
A Hungarian tart for teatime
Danish pastries for my brunch
singing birds and lovely sun
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dancing flowers, breeze, heaven
outside much much fun
I would like run run run
barring me this lockdown zone
I am eighty and I am alone
Dark Circles around my eyes
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Work through the long long nights
Couldn’t even see the starry nights.
I watched the patients brought in
A continuous stream running in.
Coughing and spluttering barely breathing.
I think it’s week six though I can’t be sure,
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Before, when I thought last, I found out it was more.
I can see it’s a long time from the length of my hair,
When I turn my neck I can feel it on my collar, there.