MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Driven’

initially
contempt

the news
penetrating
the internet

all the way
down

new
reality
seeped through
to the top

the perfect
storm
unraveled

180 turn
in taste
for charged

transport

Poem ‘Driven’ read by the author.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Still’

crushing down waves
pouring skies
cut the ties
with the world around

time to reflect
to be with oneself
nowhere else
but inside

busyness stopped
all is calm
silence around
apart from the rain

what do we need
what do we really
crave to do and be
other than that

an opportunity
to go within
to slow down
to be in joy

still…
alive

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MORNING POETRY -‘Waiting’

life is full of
twists and turns
coming days
bring big concerns

living on a busy coast
today our town
usually full of noise
slowed right down

never before so quiet
neighbors disappeared
behind brick walls
cyclone is feared

all media feeds
constant stream
yet more pressure
to common theme

Alfred creeps in
at a slower pace
uninvited visitor
to our place

since the virus
that brought all inside
another lockdown
virtually implied

holding us indoors
surely well meaning
glued to the media
our brains cleaning

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Forecasted’

looming over us
Alfred cyclone grand
under the skin
and over our land

wild and untamed
expecting heavy gale
through our towns
unseen on such a scale

forecasted to hit tonight
with a heavy heart
everyone’s initiative
plays a major part

watching its track map
by a quick glance
an escape from its claws
leaves a little chance

some say it is man made
others blame it on God
who can see through the fog
it is sure a tad odd

eerie feeling on the streets
no birds or noise of traffic
life has slowed down to a halt
silence around almost graphic

what to do with extra time
days seem almost stretched
unexpected undesired
today will be deeply etched

remain put and optimistic
let nature take its course
use this chance to recap on life
and trust the Source