He was always a bit cloak and dagger He was always perfect to me He was a man of mystery We married and lived blissfully

Every day is a surprise Never know what lies in store Today we went to shops Just four of us The car couldn’t take any more

An unwritten poem I have yet to write A clean crisp white paper A quill yet to spill ink An unwritten poem

I cannot believe it I thought I’d escaped it It came as a shock I have caught that COVID I cannot believe it

My raspberry jelly sour valentines Sweet cherry juicy lips Rosy blushing sherbet cheeks Fair skin like milky glistening smooth chocolate

The ink ran out The paper did curl The words had nowhere to lay The poem couldn’t be finished today The ink had spilt Ink had ran out

Scattered days Splattered every which way Blue, yellow and black Silver sparkles Like diamonds in the crunchy snow A Jackson Pollock day

The world keeps turning While I live in the dark shadows The world keeps changing I no longer recognise

I closed the creaking door I heard you bellow I heard you roar The earth stood frightfully still I heard thunder

So tell me? Who let Eunice out of her Pandora box? Who let her off her tight rope leash? Who opened the latch?

I feel like I’ve been slowly eaten away The pain it bites Day and night No respite

Not quite remembering where I’ve been No idea what my future holds Confusion in this unknown ground New talents found

He swam in the rough waves of whiskey and tears Crashing against the cold ice Swirling around the pristine crystal glass Awake Asleep

Oh what a drama Oh what a saga A catastrophe No teabags to be found Paranoia all around Not a teabag to be found Not a tealeaf

We all congregate Thank goodness not everyday We join the ever turning work treadmill

The day the world changed Never to be the same How we wish we could retrace our past journey

You dream of a record playing sex You undress your beautiful record cover The Naked Poet is revealed She is your unique record

Cupids arrow A shot in the dark A love A spark

The cool dude graffiti cat Mesmerised by his wide green piercing eyes The black and yellow tiger whispering in his pointy ear

Paint me with the colours of my soul You see the rainbows of colour that live in me