Isolation

Isolation

I said hello to the bins today,
The brown the black and the blue,
I greeted them as I passed that way,
I hadn’t much else to do.

I didn’t hang about by them,
For they didn’t want to speak,
So I bade them ‘Farewell gentlemen,
See you all again next week’.

So I found a friendly bumble bee,
Buzzing on his way,
I asked him would he speak to me,
But he was busy in his day.

I visited the clothes line strung,
Along the old back yard,
And I told it that Spring had sprung,
And life today was hard.

For lockdown is my nemisis,
And just like a running mouse,
I blew ‘outside’ a goodbye kiss,
Then went back in the house.

Mick.

About the author

Mick Westwood
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I am a 71 year old retired coal miner, who spent 30 years working underground. Having time on my hands, and in order to keep my brain exercised, I decided to try to write poetry and put down on paper some of my life experience, and my hopes, dreams and other thoughts. I also do a little gardening, but I am hopeless at housework. Much to my wife's displeasure.

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