The Crucible of Change
The Crucible of Change
Somewhere, in the chaotic crucible
An idea is forming.
In the churning turmoil a star is birthing
An answer building.
In the dust of the dying world
A way can be found.
From our dark place see the future,
What can be done.
Accept that now does not work for all,
Too many cast aside.
Relearn what’s important, what we need and
Cast asid...
Wednesday 25th March 2020 10:54 am
Alone with the Virus
I went to the market today,
I bought some Haddock.
Under the present circumstances it seemed like the best thing to do,
There’s nothing in the shops,
Not even toilet paper
It looks like things are going down the pan very rapidly
What a thin veneer
Civilisation is so fragile
No thicker than a sheet of tissue paper, so gossamer.
I poached it in a bit of milk, the Haddock,
...Tuesday 24th March 2020 8:08 pm
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