Lockdown Saturday

Half past six on Saturday night

Fireworks are popping,

Banging outside;


and cold

with mist.

I liked this morning’s cobwebs; now they have moved-on.

The hum of TV downstairs threatens another dancing programme

I consider


Or a book,

Not really interested.

The dog

In the corner house

Barks when I walk past;

He is a young Alsatian –

Upright ears and dead eyes.

A Mobius


No beginning

No end.

Round and round we go.

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

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