Sublime - To The Disdainfully Ridiculous

Nature is beauty

And that’s for sure

Yet man

With his miraculous jet engine

Which I was taught about

Indeed went on a school trip to see

As a teenage lad over fifty years ago

May be a worthwhile rival

At the moment though

To hear the noisy rattle and clatter

Of the recycle bin being wheeled back to base

Alongside my garden hedge

Makes me realise

That progress can be slow, if at all

Especially when ordinary men

And municipal councils are involved

 

Gardening Leave - Site Clearance

Outdoors

In March

In recovery mode

Still wheezing

Though slightly less of a cough

The pebbles

Are haphazard

And ragged

With grass growing through

Even in the shingle

It all seems less than imperfect

Although more beautiful

With the strong spring sun

And the clear blue skies

Even the jets, overhead, have a good rhythm

 

Test Says No - Body Says I Think So

And so for the not so well their bids are due

But

You pushed on, you pushed out

Now

Your friends, and family are also not well

Yet

They also push on, push out

This way

The bugs spread at quite a rate

Until

In effect 

We no longer catch it

Instead it visits us

In our alone and lonely quarters

Quarantined from the world

To such an extent

That we too wonder

If we could work on-line

But

Doing what, what can we do

Even with

The virus for our inspiration

 

Strines - Clearance

This isn’t my moor

But it is my ringing in the ears

My vibrations of being almost at home

Yet a long way from love

Thinking it must be an external sound

I open the car door

To hear nothing but the sheep

And the sound of scrub smoke slowly rising

Brown, and green, and purple

Yes, yes, oh boy yes I’ll bless my love

For the purple heather

The brown, green, and beautiful purple heather

 

Sugar - And Spice

Was it the dessert pastilles

Which lifted my mood

Or was it my morning meditation

Which set me in good stead

For the rest of this beautiful day

Was it the café

Here, there, or anywhere

Which set the seal

On the deal of love

About to be offered