As life returns to normal, post-COVID infection, I thought it might be an idea to write some longer form poems for the next 30 days, to get me back into the business of routine. Fortunately, Twitter has provided an event for that: #NaPoWriMo, which is part of #NationalPoetryMonth.

Here, finally, is #25. Apologies for the delay in services, this is due to my side hustle becoming a bit more than just hit and hope. So, as this is the happiest I have been for a VERY long time, here’s a poem when I’m not.

Thank you for taking the time to read, and please comment if you like this 😀


Those days you wish,
just for a while, perhaps
ignore the fact our World’s on fire;
everyone else online is happier
because somehow they cannot see
those naked Emperors who dance
upon the charred remains of
broken dreams, good health and
job security… they’ll be the end of me.

Despondency, my constant, irritating
mate, could you not just fuck off
and bother someone else, leaving
a space that happily will be replaced
with blankets, chocolate biscuits
until that day, missed warmth arrives
real hugs return from brilliant chums
true friends who gave themselves
selflessly saving vital part of me.

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