#gloves
It's getting cold outside,
The chills are settling in,
Winter has now arrived,
The sign of frost has begun.
We're stlll in the season of autumn, but
Winter has now shown its face,
The days are nice, but Chilly,
Autumn has now been replaced.
The winter is cold and it's sharp,
Get ready for a frosty chill
Please wear your gloves, coats and scarfs,
For, winter time is here!!
B.R.
Date: 11/19/2024
Nov 19, 2024
Nov 19, 2024 at 7:50 PM UTC
Some look too far
Some look too near
Some with gloves
Some with nerve-twitched pose
Some very old
Some grew cold
Some thirst no more
Some stare upon air
Some sit in gloom
Some in Doom
Some try to weep
Some with many tears
Into an empty space
Sit with silent men.
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
one step outside
and thousand thoughts in my head
five feet distance to maintain
the mask, check
the gloves, check
can I breath, I don't know
my heart pounding, yes
it is crazy, I know
but paranoia won't go
Empty streets, here I come
got to stock up the essentials
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 6:40 AM UTC
Social distance is the best,
Waving hands and, not shaking
You can touch your, lovely heart
Keep a distance, of 6 feet
Social distance is the best
To keep safe your, inner side
Dust mask is the, best to use
If you need to, touch a thing
Gloves are the best, as tactic
Social distance is the best
If you are with, the hands naked
Tissue paper, you should use
Give up all type, wandering
Social distance is the best
If you are in, dire need of
Cooking, washing, or cleaning
Be determined, with full care
Social distance is the best
Go to market, for a while
On fix hours as decided
Your getup should, as guided
Mask n glasses, hands in gloves
Social distance is the best
Come in hurry to, clean yourself
Twenty seconds, wash your hands
Destroy all things, which you can
Social distance is the best
If shows these lights, your character
It will be a great honour
I will salute to, you man
I will with you, as a fan
………..
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 5:01 AM UTC
Hi-ho Hi-ho it's sanitizing I go,
With a pump and spray
Killing covid 19 on my way
Hi-low Hi-low I got a cough
Not going away,
Getting harder to breath.
With a high temperature
Its off to hospital I go...
Hi-low Hi-low
Hi-low Hi-low I'm here to stay
Still feeling weak
Harder to breath
But I'm social distancing
More than I did.
Hi-low Hi-low no gloves on as
it doesn't protect as you,
more germs
Collecting than you know.
Hi-low Hi-low
So many passing away,
Doctors, medics
Normal people in every
Walk of life,
I cried as I felt Hi-low
Hi-low Hi-low it's the way we go,
We have our high days and
Then lows..
When we just want it over,
lock down h ere to stay,
but were alive and the peak is low.
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 4:15 AM UTC
When I ran into you,
Your face was cold, covered with a mask,
Yet your eyes were so warm and welcoming,
Sending me a thousand heartfelt greetings!
You were physically distanced from me,
Yet your heart, your love was running in my direction,
So close I could feel it!
Your hands were hidden under gloves,
Yet your soul was radiating on me with such warmth!
Hussein Dekmak
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 5:24 PM UTC
I caught a glimpse of my hands in the reflection of a window
And thought they were my mother’s.
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
They’re supposed to keep you warm, while you hold things when it’s brick out.
But mine never fit right.
Sliding about but if they’re tight they’re too thin,
If they’re thick I can’t type with them.
When something fits like one, it’s supposed to be perfect. Sleek- form fitting,
Perfect match.
That hasn’t quite happened yet for me.
I should just hide my hands in my pockets.
I need to feel things, anyway.
I always lose them, anyway.
I sure know how to choose them,
Heat-tech and fingerless, mittens
and insulated.
What’s a middle ground?
Dirt is healthy, anyway.
I rather just see the ghosts, anyway.
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 10:45 PM UTC
Please put gloves on
before you touch me
grab them off the counter
plastic dripping yellow
wet from dishwashing
I don't mind
the creaking sound
of plastic trying to stick
to my skin
your touch is dangerous
too full of his memory
no longer can anyone
touch me
please put gloves on
to protect you
to protect me
I'm sorry
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 4:56 PM UTC
We use ETBR in the laboratory,
Ethidium Bromide is a poisonous dye,
And it is to be used carefully,
RedSafe is an even deadlier alternative.
Give special attention to its use,
Low - very low amount will do,
Or it can cause health problems,
Victory over nature can be constructive,
Exposure to it can cause cancer,
Should our efforts help in medicine.
Also used is an alternative marker dye,
Lacuna not entertained in it either,
Wear gloves always in the laboratory,
Always in this field of proteomics,
Youth may be affected otherwise,
Shall be always keeping myself protected.
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 6:23 PM UTC
the sun flickers upon his hand
and thoughts of the past flicker upon his mind
no time there is for school or band
when sadness, lies, and regrets are behind
freedom from all thoughts is his prayer
but that is not possible for now
he fears this time he can not bare
but he must trust Him somehow?
the pink gloves rest softly on the table
And the sun drifts softly across the heart unstable
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
I looked to a dead man's eye
I saw the smile of his chapped lips mingle with the burnt cigarettes around his crippled body
I saw the smile of desperation smack my hair and I let the rose fall from the cold felt tips of my gloves
I shuddered when he accepted the rose
I gasped when he spoke the forbidden words
A voice with no moisture, dry, and cracked
He said goodbye to me
and I dropped my cigarette, stepping on it
Killing the flame
I said "Goodbye Dad"
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC