Tag: Pandemic Poetry

Chapter 82: My son’s cinquain poems

Quarantine Poetry by my boy x A Cinquain is a 5 lined poem with the following syllable sequence: 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 Awesome Bones Systems (2 syllables) With my bone works (4 syllables) Not crumb(a)ling good thing (6 syllables) Of course my body… Continue Reading “Chapter 82: My son’s cinquain poems”

Chapter 81 : Writers Group Covid19 Skyp

First writers Skype group tonight since corona crazy laid its ugly rotten egg over us all. Little glitchy here and there – but all in all – an awesome night. Didn’t realise how much I would relish seeing familiar faces. It’s all very weird… Continue Reading “Chapter 81 : Writers Group Covid19 Skyp”

Chapter 80: Corona Poetry

Covid19. What an arsehole. Here is today’s thoroughly uplifting efforts. Not your view I walkthis tombLive-in ghostroom to roomI feelcrannynooktracelookloving homefamily mealsNavigationsMediationsgrey business dealsI walkThrough my tombEvery memoryOf every roomChalk walled mantras lingerMemories reduced to monetary figureWhat got us hereforgottenPetty rants begottenheated conversationsdisplay tomb… Continue Reading “Chapter 80: Corona Poetry”