Days above, unsure, And patient as a lake, For transition, As a river, from cloud To newly breaking ripples.
Can someone explain How the future seems to work? I peered into a crystal ball And all I saw were swirling clouds. I’m sure it was raining as well.
And Love was in there, Eyeing me up, Like I was its prey. It knew all my soft spots, All my vulnerabilities. And it ate my heart, Just for kicks.
I grabbed the moment. It was soft and pliable But it kept slipping Through my fumbling fingers Like I was catching the west wind.
A Locked Down Year Wherever you are in the world, the last year could not have been easy. COVID-19 brought with it changed world along with all the disappointment, despair, disaster and death. We’ve all experienced the change: Home working, Zoom Bombing, social distancing, face masks and lockdowns. Tiered living in the UK has made…