I finally have permission…
To write bad poetry this month
no extraneous commitments dictated
To grow a beard all week
no vain pretense required
To ring my mum to-night
no after-work drinks mandated
To sleep in an hour
no daily commute demanded
To contemplate a minute
no ‘time wasting’ reprimanded
To breathe just one second
no productivity quota commanded
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 4:48 AM UTC
I finally have permission…
To write bad poetry this month
no extraneous commitments dictated
To grow a beard all week
no vain pretense required
To ring my mum to-night
no after-work drinks mandated
To sleep in an hour
no daily commute demanded
To contemplate a minute
no ‘time wasting’ reprimanded
To breathe just one second
no productivity quota commanded
Always look to the upside - If it wasn't for this pandemic I'd probaly never have started writing poetry. Good news for me, maybe not so much for you poor reader!