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Waiting

In the distance,

trees blossom.

I miss the scent,

and flutter of falling petals.

 

It’s too far to see bees,

but I must hope they are there,

collecting,

paying forward.

 

Cool breeze

chills watery sun

in unlooked for blue sky,

wasted on trapped townfolk.

 

Passing cars

disturb silence,

now commonplace

but once improbable.

 

The world wait...

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Angels In soiled Scrubs

angels in soiled scrubs

doing battle for our lives

barely time for tears

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Senryu

Freedom

In times of such uncertainty and fear

nobody knows who next the scythe will reap,

and all the kith and kin that we hold dear

observe the quarantine that we must keep.

 

Forbidden work or contact with our friends,

no recreations once thought commonplace,

until the plague has run its course and ends,

and we can once again meet face to face.

 

So lock the doors against o...

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Madness

The world and his wife have been shopping

From Whitehaven right down to Wapping

They’ve been stockpiling stuff

So there isn’t enough

And shortages don’t look like stopping

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Who’s Next

From Mozart to Metallica,

and Brahms to Barry White,

the gamut of Britannica,

I change it round each night.

 

I close my eyes in ecstasy

when Slowhand plays guitar,

and Louis Armstrong’s legacy

just proves he was a star.

 

Young Elton too, he wasn’t bad,

and he could even sing,

but he was only just a lad

when Elvis was The King.

 

Sometimes I’ll fancy r...

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Oxford Comma

The mint is rousing incandescent ire

to prompt a famous writer’s Twitter shout,

with grammar nazis fuelling the fire,

because an Oxford comma’s been left out.

 

They’ve struck a coin to honour Brexit day

and that’s what all the brouhaha’s about;

‘cause many of these angry people say

the Oxford comma shouldn’t be left out.

 

There’s just as many say there is no need,

...

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January

January is a bummer,

New Year’s done and no more Chrimbo;

still a long time until summer,

leaves us floating here in limbo.

 

Weather’s awful, really draining,

fog and drizzle never stopping;

had my fill of entertaining,

can’t afford to go out shopping.

 

TV isn’t what it could be;

all the movies dull and boring.

Even action thrillers leave me

lying on the so...

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Accusation

A thousand native species dead

beneath the skies of flickering red;

their tears of anger and frustration

flood over us in accusation.

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