Some Poems I Have Written During Lockdown. Part 3

Here are three more poems from Lexley to share with us.

BEATING THE BOUNDS

 

I’m beating the bounds of my estate,

sounds grand though it isn’t that great

but it allows some exercise 

whilst I try to isolate.

 

It’s not very large but big enough 

for me,

I’ve never been a great walker

You see.

 

So first I amble the edge of the grass

trying to keep on tiptoes,

this is supposed to be good

don’t ask, Heaven knows.

 

It’s about 30 paces I have found

so I walk/run/skip,

keep going round

till I’m really bored,

then head off toward

the patio, all of 10’ square -

I do my line dance practice there.

 

3 songs later round the grass

again, then up towards the tree

at least I have more than a balcony!

So you see it might be small 

but I wouldn’t want acres

and so it will do for me.

 

When all this is over and we

can meet again to

share a cup of tea, 

in those much happier times

I hope you will, 

beat the bounds with me.

 

JUST A COLD

 

I’ve got a cold which seems unfair

I’ve checked all the symptoms and been assured

It isn’t the virus

And I’ll soon be cured

So it would be spineless

To complain

But “atishoo”

There I go again.

 

And we’re rationing tissue

It’s become quite an issue

So you might find me impolite

But please just listen to my plight,

understand me as a friend,

do I apply my tissue to my nose

Or the other end!

 

Atishoo Atishoo.

All this will pass

So I must just endure

And hope that one more 

Hot lemon drink

Will affect the cure

 

Atishoo.

 

Exponential Rainbows

 

We were drenched for a while

but then the sun rewarded us,

a rainbow,

shimmering for a few precious

seconds, in a complete bow.

Then, last year, we joked, 

said we would dig 

where it ended,

uncover the pot of gold.

 

That though was last year.

 

Now we have learnt to value

the true gold

of care and friendship,

a loved one’s touch.

 

No need for digging because 

clapping and singing,  

we are no longer alone.

 

And this year,

there has been exponential

blossoming of rainbows,

their familiar arc

lighting our windows,

hearts and skies, 

heralding our phoenix

rebirth.

See part 1 poems here.

See Part 2 poems here.