Lockdown Limbo

Lockdown limbo does you in

Lockdown limbo fuelled with gin

Lockdown limbo sheared, not trimmed

Lockdown limbo’s rather grim  

I guess it comes down to who you wanna be

I guess it comes down to what you perceive 

A chance to reflect or get lost in self pity 

A chance to be grateful or to wallow in negativity 

For God’s sake, let’s take stock... people are dying

If you pause a wee while you’ll hear their loved ones crying 

The earth maybe still but even she is sighing 

It’s time for transparency not for futile denying 

Yes, it isn’t our chosen profession, yet here we are teachers

No, it wasn’t in our plans for a global pandemic to feature

But life’s like that... it has its own mind 

Amidst the chaos, there’s still wisdom we can find

So use your skills to help one another 

Come together as sisters and brothers

Stay at home and save the life of another

Let’s bide our time, until we can all be together 

Let’s breathe in the sky with its new coat of blue 

Minus the scarred lines upon which we once flew

Let’s hear the birds and their cheerful song 

Let our hearts find peace and beat along

Yes, I know you miss the ones you love 

And that fashion’s changed to sterile masks and gloves

And I know you are scared... you ought to be!

But it won’t be long ‘till we’re all free

So raise your voices and glasses to those that strive 

That risk their lives... for yours and mine 

Let’s all channel our inner Colonel Tom 

Now let’s come together and work as one 

Life’s a gift, with which we’ve all been blessed

I know it’s been a while and we’re all stressed

But the heroes among us are all, still fighting on 

So it’s the least we can do, to just sit tight and be strong

Our children have painted the way in their rainbow hues

Yes, I know it’s no fun standing in two meter, spaced queues 

And that lockdown can be suffocating or you’re feeling alone 

But for many of us... our only job is to stay at home! 

There’s so many though that cannot stay safe

You see they’re needed at work and they do it with grace

So on Thursday nights let’s show our gratitude 

Be thankful we’re alive, to experience the Lockdown Limbo blues 

Hey, you’ve made it this far and one day life WILL resume 

Yet, we’re just past the peak; so be patient... it’s still too soon

To undo all we’ve done... we still NEED to keep ourselves safe! 

This war can only be won, if we do not now make mistakes  

So sing... “Lockdown Limbo, you’ll not win!”

Sing, proud, the Lockdown Limbo; come on... join in! 

Shout out the Lockdown Limbo... “Covid-19 we’ll take you on!”

Sing loud the Lockdown limbo... “we WILL stay strong!!!” 

So sing the Lockdown Limbo “Thank you key workers and NHS!”

Sing the Lockdown Limbo in your PJ’s... no need now to get dressed

So hum the Lockdown Limbo whilst watching your Box Sets

Let’s sing the Lockdown limbo in honour of all those lost... we’ll never forget!  

©  Debbie Razey 2020  - Violet Moon Poetry.

     Image from Unsplash by Jeff Hendricks

Lockdown Days

Days of lockdown; prayers are heard 

From fevered brows, doctors concerned

For loved ones missed, too far to hold

Socal distance... do what we're told

Playgrounds are empty, shelves are bare

Rainbowed windows; “thanks” clap... fanfare 

Tests, masks and gloves are hard to find 

The dead and sick weigh on our minds 

Invisibly we’re under siege 

Vulnerable, they are in need

Of food, of care, of medicines

Rescued by kindness... compassion

Our heroes risk their lives to help

Take care of us, not of themselves

In wards, in shops, in trucks, in homes

In ambulances... sirens groan

Many rally to help neighbours

Through windows, smiles meet lonely stares

Relief is felt that someone cares

Video calls make us less scared  

So although now the virus seethes 

Healing is growing with each need

As giving... gives to all profound 

The gift of selfless love resounds

©  Debbie Razey 2020 - Violet Moon Poetry.

Chocolate

Dip

Sip...

from tip

Choc..o..late

Lick 

...my lips

Tongue flips 

Tease...  

...swirl

delicate

Take my time

taste divine...

adulate

Dip  Sip  Twirl 

I enslave

with...

Choc..o..late

 ©  Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry.

Enlightenment

Care not I for who is deemed either wrong or right

Therefore competion is at dire odds with me 

Without bad versus good, would we ever need fight?

Surely without either, we would all be then free

Righteousness often labelled as what is pure light 

Whilst darkness is attached to demonic prowess

Can either be without the other’s existence? 

Is darkness, not light, in state of pure undress? 

Aren’t they entwined, as in us; have coexistence?

Isn’t fighting our own darkness, the hardest test? 

Does one quell the other; have total resistance?  

No, of course not; from darkness to light we evolve 

From what once was darkness, erupted the big bang 

From dark earth to sunlight is a seedlings resolve

In Chinese philosophy they’ve the Yin and Yang   

From within the womb, aren’t we all born into light?  

Upon chess board, wouldn’t all the pawns be then the same?

Let’s then cleanse our perceptions and birth a new sight 

Meet each other with empathy; replace the blame 

Let’s concede that it is a spectrum made of slights

Let’s not condemn our sisters and brothers; then wrong 

Acknowledge, in each other, both darkness and light

Born from one to the other; in enlightenment belong  

So with blame removed; darkness and light accepted 

Wouldn’t the human race then have love perfected? 

© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry 

When I Was Five.

When I was five I’d pretend to be
A salty pirate upon the sea
Using Mum’s food ladle for my hook
And on treasure hunts, I’d test my luck.

Our washing basket, a ship to me
When I was five I’d pretend to be
A mermaid with silk pillowcase tail
Vibrantly Ariel’s song I’d wail.

Sticky stars and glitter hearts on face
Custard pie tin bra... still love the taste
When I was five I’d pretend to be
An astronaut in strange galaxies.

Blast off to space in my cardboard box
Colander helmet completed look
In Dads giant space boots... I’d roam free
When I was five I’d pretend to be.

@ Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry.

Firework Flashbacks.

This time of year I so despise
It drains the colour from his eyes
A time which should be full of fun
He's tortured... by the sound of guns

He hits the deck he dislocates
Flashes back to a place of hate
Taking cover beneath a chair
World thrown into chaos... despair .

To him he's back in lands afar
With roadside bombs and burnt out cars
Strewn body parts... the stench of death
Rocks back and forth... struggles for breath.

His kids look on in horror... fear
It gets no easier with the years
Their hero dad reduced to this
To comfort him our only wish.

But we can't make it go away
For loud fireworks are here to stay
And they'll sound out to the New Year
With little thought for our... spent tears.

@ Debbie Razey 2016 - Violet Moon Poetry

Poet Knight

Please chime for me, oh one of pale moon face

Afar but near, ‘neath same celestial sky 

Please come for me, oh Poet Knight; make haste 

Words chaste with love, pen... darling make me ache 

In ink silk sheets, together let us lie

Please chime for me, oh one of pale moon face

Reach for me, with quilled moonbeams’ warm embrace 

Light trails of love, your words doth to me fly 

Please come for me, oh Poet Knight; make haste 

Read to me, fore fair dawn doth show her face

Moist satin verse, from page your pen has dyed

Please chime for me, oh one of pale moon face

Bequeath mine eyes, a sparkle with your grace

My Polaris, purloin my heart... my sighs 

Please come for me, oh Poet Knight; make haste 

Let not, my love, our stellar love now waste

Without your love, I fear that I may die  

Please chime for me, oh one of pale moon face

Please come for me, oh Poet Knight; make haste 

© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry