By Maureen Barron
Wardrobe isolation butterflies bracken Corona virus procrastination fairies photographs alienation. Wiggling toes in bed keeping warm. Views of windmills through windows. The bedroom messy with lavender walls, untidy topped wardrobes, wardrobes so full they dip the floor. Really should get rid of stuff don't need it don't go out anymore. Curtains with butterflies and bracken. Fairies on walls and photographs. None working clocks. Corona virus lost days 'What day is it now?' If I was young and fit I would paint all the walls not procrastinate. I'm lying to myself again as I lie in bed wiggling my toes I used to say I would do it if I had time. Where does time go? Now I procrastinate to my hearts content plenty of time now to wonder where time went.
‘What day is it now?’
That thought is constant in my head. Great writing 👍
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Hi I thought my poems were being publushed today..The ones I sent with ky article on Poetry and Emotions??
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Hi Eva,
Those will be published tomorrow with the other poem that you sent us.
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