Inability to focus
Worry about a new cough
Sneezes cause suspicion
Heat rises from the vents
Calls to the health link unsettles
Are we all going to die?
Yes,
but who is it that will die today?
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Broken Promises
He always has the best of intentions.
He means to follow through on what he says.
Yet, one thing or another prevents him from keeping his promise.
I have learned never to believe his words.
His actions are no better.
So when he says he will help,
he actually means he will watch me struggle
while giving advice that does no good.
I rage against his suggestions
because they are not what I need.
But then, that is why I left him.
He can never give me what I need or truly want
since he is incapable of doing the things he says he will.
I wish him well,
but if he continues to try to guilt trip me
over the children and COVID 19,
he will find out the hard way
why I no longer listen to him and his lies!
Mistake High
Studying a long forgotten story
The monsters rampage the world.
A chance encounter finds more subjects
As an old one looks over the shoulder.
Themes of disasters and woe
Permeates the attitudes of the order.
Whoever has the faith
Finds themselves a people forged in stone.
Flying on wings of fancy
Before the fall elevates the foe.
I haven’t Written my Poem yet!
It’s Saturday.
I have time.
I’ll keep scrolling down.
That article looks interesting.
Oh, that is new.
I wondered about that.
Maybe this news item will be interesting.
I’ve already read that one.
Hah, so the celebrities say.
Yes, that’s important but so is this!
Wait, what time is it?
Oh, that explains my sore neck.
I should really think about what poem I want to write.
First I’ll look at this page
it seems like it would be worth reading.
Forever Uncertain
Even stone is worn away by water.
Water is always changing form.
Air shifts and flows naturally.
Fires can begin at the oddest moments.
All elements of this world suggest impermanence
so then why must we desire immortality?
Death and life walk hand in hand
so live as best you know how.
No matter how uncertain it feels.
The Dream
It was a party for him.
His birthday, promotion, whatever
it was to highlight him.
There were speeches.
He spoke as well.
He was moving away.
He did not tell me.
He gave me a note and gifts.
I kissed him laughing saying we will talk later.
I sat down to my meal
only to realize shortly thereafter
he had left.
He had put his hat on
and left.
Without saying goodbye.
I got up from the table
grabbing my jacket and left myslef.
Only to cry when I reached the buildings doors.
It was my nightmare,
my greatest fear.
That he will leave me
without saying good bye.
Fall Behind
Playing catch up
is never fun.
All it takes is one more delay
and you are further behind your goals.
Preparations may have been made
but contingencies may not be enough.
Now the world is bordering on disaster
and we are no where near prepared.
Fall came Early
The leaves have already started changing colours.
The air is colder and the sun does not warm like before.
The birds are more vocal and demanding in feeding times.
Pumpkin Spice flavours have been released.
Who else wants climate change to change its tune.
I was hoping for a little more summer
since summer was taken away in this pandemic time.
Relationship with Death
Everyone has a different one.
Inevitable and unstoppable.
Life can be pain
But also joy and happiness.
Our end worries some
Almost into a state of dead numbness.
Others prefer to ignore it
Or pretend it will never happen.
Most people think about it
When they come clean we to it.
A loved one passes away,
Watching a stranger in an accident
Right before you.
A narrow escape of their own.
No one knows how or when
They will finish their story.
We may not like what has happened
But then again acceptance can be difficult.
Until then, love life and live.
And I walked
Into France I walked
In their streets I walked
And I walked in to Milan
Into England I walked
In their gardens I walked
And I walked in to Milan
Into Sweden I walked
In their mountains I walked
And I walked in to Milan
Into Italy I walked
In their cities I walked
And I will never leave Milan
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