“You’re gonna need a bigger boat.” [Jaws , 1985]
If you want to store all the stuff you wrote
While locked down with time to spare
All the poems you penned
When the world was unfair
And like the ark of the Bible old
It’s time the disembark or so I’m told
And just as the animals filled the land
Now our words can spread out – expand
We can share our labours face to face
WIth friends and loved ones
In public space
Padre
How have we survived it –
A year without cafes?
No freshly brewed “go-juice”
To aid us on our way
Three hundred days of instant
Is no way to face the quagmire of life
Oh please bring back fresh beans to me
And I promise always to be nice
Padre
Woodland wonder, no dark forbidding forest here
This a place of light and greenery, a playground for prancing deer
Quiet paths devoid of obstacles
Make my journey pleasant
As I take in all that surrounds
Like delicate leaves and golden pheasants
But alas I shall need return
To my abode enclosed
And await the coming again of such green scenes
When lockdown is deposed
Padre
Open all hours come on in
As long as you have a mask on your chin
Nose and mouth covered too
Keep a metre’s distance if not two
Sanitise hands, wipe down your basket
We sincerely hope your visit’s fantastic
What’s that you want only to use the loo?
Sorry, but that requires flash wipes
And a purchase too
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Padre
If like Boris you ride a bike
Keep your social distance
Or better still hike
Padre
As the home doors close again
And we hide away inside
It is so that better things
Might in the future be had
When movement for everyone
A reality to grasp
Is that wish too much to ask?
Padre
Here’s my busy lockdown itin – erarey
Sometime before noon – I’ll wake for some tea
I will stretch and I’ll yawn
And I put on the kettle
When it’s all brewed – then on the couch I’ll settle
That task completed I will check my email
Then check on the mat, if there is any snail
Then the kettle again
And back upstairs to my bed
And ponder the Netflix
Or watch YouTube instead
About three, some lunch is on the agenda
Not much – just a sandwich
Or smoothie from the blender
An afternoon shower is then to follow
And then more tea – I think I will swallow
After all of these harrowing chores
It’s time for a nap and accompanying snores
Once awake, it’ll be time for my dinner
I think an oven-baked pizza
Will be a sure winner
Now exhausted by all of my toil
I’ll put my last cuppa on to the boil
Another yawn and a stretch
My Jammies I’ll change
And head off to bed to start it over again
Padre
Why should we be pessimistic at twenty-twenty,
A year that started with Aussy wildfires
And now has debates full of vitriol playing on TV?
Don’t forget pandemics,
BLM, and global warming to name a few,
Has any of this – had an impact on you?
Many things that happened, these are examples are just some
Reasons to have an optimistic hope, of what will happen in twenty-one
Padre
College word of the day: Pessimistic
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