Day Five

Day five enclosed, among my books and pens,
The worm must have its way.
Bread, eggs and brocolli, our shopping, dropped by neighbours
Beside our door, a portal barred to friends.
“Take, eat, for thou. art frail and elderly.”

Our neighbours, friends, beyond
the viral spitting distance, ‘Herewith news’
We hear the silence of our little town,
Deserted. People home, Day five.

We read the colour of the news,
On Instagram, Facebook, messenger.
Have you ever heard of Zoom?

A cat against my leg. Fridge door
Plus ca change plus c’est la meme chose.

Just Being Here

Amateurish but, a start.

That feeling
All of Thames, NZ, small villages in Italy, we’re all in this together.
Precautions, that concern for friends, in particular us older friends.
And that relaxed, lack of concern for self.

Hand washing has become slow, deliberate, an art form, maybe like the Japanese tea ceremony.

Strength, positive thoughts, the joy of just being here.

Mornin Walk and

Further of Thames, nz

Just thinking
Lock down – Covid 19 business.
I’m happy about that.
Books to catch up
I enjoy baking, bread on these way. Our neighbours shopped for us – over 2 hours in the supermarket.

Social media (and my age group stop whingeing) is the catch up on news and laughter. With valued people.

Morning walks are even more special.
Breakfast dishes just done and over 2000 steps already.

Parnell

Smart open top mini sports. Fascia in old world styling, but modern and all eager to go. Lucky to find a parking spot, there is now an app for this.
Mainly well dressed people go about purposefully, but, Parnell has lost its fizz. So many empty spaces for lease, making it harder for the stayers.