A RHYME IN TIME

It's February and a difficult time for everybody just now. Hope you are all bearing up. I've been demotivated by the lockdown. Started writing a new novel but come to a full stop. However, I am still writing poems and present a couple below, for your entertainment.

LONELY IN LOCKDOWN

The base of the pit is lonely and dark.

The sides are high without escape.

The scene all around is bare and dark.

A hopeless, forbidding, lonely landscape.

No, I'm not in the dessert of some wild place.

No, I'm not on Mars or even the Moon.

I'm sitting at home with a very sad face,

Knowing I'll break down and cry very soon,

I'm depressed and distant, all on my own.

No-one to speak to, no casual chats.

Not a soul at my door, not a soul in my home,

Just insects, the birds and two hungry cats.

I look out the window. I watch passers-by.

They never look back or notice me here.

I raise my hand to wave and say 'hi',

Hoping, perhaps, for a smile and some cheer.

Then I go back to my comfy armchair

To think of my past and happier times

Before this lockdown and all its despair,

Before I resorted to writing sad rhymes.

VALENTINE'S DAY

Today I wait for the doorbell to ring,

For a card and a rose to make my heart sing,

For romantic words to make my eyes shine,

For loving thoughts which tell me you're mine.

I dream of a time when we are together,

A wonderful time, well beyond measure;

Not just for now, but for evermore;

For better, for worse, for richer, for poor,

We saw each other on screen yesterday.

We laughted, we joked and we made hay.

But as we talked, I longed for your kiss,

Your whispers and hugs which I sorely miss.

I pray your greeting arrives at my door,

With a bright red rose which make me feel sure

You feel the same, that you love me too;

Then I'll dance and rejoice 'til, once more, I'm with you.

I.