I wandered slowly, beneath the cloud
People strolling, their heads unbowed
Dogs run and dash
Loud, happy splash
Resolve is strong, clear and avowed
I wandered slowly, beneath the cloud
People strolling, their heads unbowed
Dogs run and dash
Loud, happy splash
Resolve is strong, clear and avowed
With Chapman’s Homer done, I got ready to sail
Athens was fun, of much cheap wine I did avail
In the bar a scuffle
What crazy kerfuffle
I’d run out of mon(ey), so spent a Night in Jail
Dedicated to John Keats, poet (31 Oct 1795 – 23 Feb 1821)
Only seagulls playing, on the field today
No children shouting, ‘Pass this way’
Silence hangs like a cloak
In this invisible yoke
But keep the faith, it’ll soon be OK
Dedicated to players everywhere
Snowmen, ice, and cold wind blowing
The little stream’s, no longer flowing
I’ve seen the sights
Oh what delights
Back home now, all warm and glowing
H igh on energy, a few K I ran
A fter isolating, I’ll do what I can
P ast snappers and walkers
P ram-rocking talkers
Y es, I’m smiling, as I work on my plan
Filed under Art, coronavirus, covid-19, Dublin, Ireland, poetry, Sandymount Strand, vaccine
Uncertainty rules, there’s no doubt
Covid’s still creeping, around and about
Mask-up where you go
This is not for show
Stay with the program, do not flout