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Sheila Stafford Jul 2020
I feel so numb
or have I been dumb
not  to see this coming

My life now in bits
through someone’s
own ticks
or tricks

I still feel A mess
It’s all in my head
But the lies
Still remain
What did he gain

I just can not
Remain
I’m so lost
In pain
Sheila Stafford Jul 2020
A cloud begins to loom
As we sit on the edge
Anticipating
What may come next

The foxes
Are making decisions
Not all are true

While our lives
Are transitioned
And virtual zoom
Contact resumes

Life as we’ve know
Has been turned upside
Down
As a virus flares
And expands
Everywhere

Hoping life
Will
Continue
Somehow
Somewhere
One Day

Sheila
Sheila Stafford Jun 2020
Flare,zoom,,fox,cloud,edge
A cloud begins to loom
As we sit on the edge
Anticipating
What may come next

The foxes
Are making decisions
Not all are true

While our lives
Are transitioned
And virtual zoom
Contact resumes

Life as we’ve know
Has been turned upside
Down
As a virus flares
And expands
Everywhere

Hoping life
Will
Continue
Somehow
Somewhere
One Day

Sheila
Sheila Stafford Jun 2020
Glass,bond,distance,ash,hear

A time to celebrate

I can hear
The laughter
And cheers in
The distance

At last
The fire has
Gone out
And now the ashes
Rise

A beauty a bond
Like glass
So perfect
It glides

And lifts
The depression
Of a virus
That we survived
Sheila Stafford Jun 2020
Another day
What shall
I do
The clouds are very
Black
And blue

The Thunderstorm
Is echoing
High in the sky
And rain is pounding
On the ground
All around

I sit and watch
As trees are bending
Like elastic
As leaves fly high
Into the sky
And across gardens

Is This summer
will we have sunny
Days

Maybe
Tomorrow
Sheila Stafford Jun 2020
My feelings of Euphoria
I was flying high up up
Up into the sky

All of my life
Was passing me by
Like an old fashioned cinema screen
Flicking through times
Gone by

Further and further
A Sempiternal feeling
That set me on fire
As colours of Rainbows
Set of in
Different directions

Wow what an amazing
Dream
Sheila Stafford Jun 2020
As I lay Supine staring out of my window
At the sky
What life was all about

I was wondering if I had enough time
To follow my dream

I wanted to dance
Move freely
Like the wind
Glide across the floor
Like a swan
So elegant
And graceful

To be seen
So supreme

Yet I lay
Sedentary
Bored
At an age of 94
Mmmmmmmm
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