Twenty Twenty Ends

It was Christmas Eve

in the year Twenty Twenty

Believe you, me
it had been rough for so many

A global pandemic
posed global restriction
Everyone forced home
to avoid adding affliction

Shelves stripped empty
as people became frantic
Toilet paper was knighted
in bare bum clenched panic

And whilst the year did
finally drew curtain
We felt that the virus
showed no signs for certain

Oh the year Twenty Twenty
- did we learn a lot?
To love and appreciate
a lesson sure not forgot

Now Christmas Day
could not be as planned
But we fought and could smile
two metres hand in hand

Merry Christmas ~

#sell #that #story

We see so many people

posting pictures, looking pretty

Bodies on show

abs, boobs and butts

Beggin' for worth
does our self suffer much?

We hear so many people
rant, rave and review
Talking very loud
teeth white like tissue
Chomping away at likes
the perfect smile well bought?

We touch so many people
our content - have you thought?

Kickstarter

Rolling back the shoulders

a scratch on the head
Feet hit the ground
sliding warmth out the bed
Gone body and mind
tensions felt yesterday
Refreshed and rinsed off
possibilities make way

Flicking on the kettle
spare time for a kick
Learnt by yourself
appreciation is the trick
Outside rouses on
breathing zest everywhere
Walking free with a smile
and that fond friendly flair

Can I do it?

I tried once before

- couldn't really do it.

Like the plague, I avoided
- as they all knew it.

Told to keep going
- at most I didn't feel it.

So left it all behind
-  allowing them to steal it.

Knock backs happen
-  doesn't mean I blown it.

Like a tree, I stand
- they see it when shown it.

I don't stop now
- never think of it.

Reaching the very end
- alive and I love it.

new age healing

drinking water from the tap

avoiding carbs as not to get fat
started lifting to get strong
my heart is heavy but not for long 

Fine Company

Sparkles shine,
beyond red rosy gates.
Twinkles above,
deep insightful states.
A joy-filled screech,
a high-pitched whistle.
Noises that ignite,
burn bright and fizzle.

Views clear and open,
like a gull in blue sky.
No need for quick fixes,
those wings take you high.
Surrounded by love,
accepting of all.
Words honest and heroic,
you sure grew up tall.

Let it Show

You are kind, 

they say to me.

You are important, 
why can't you see?

You are strong,
in this world you will grow.

You are beautiful,
be brave,
let it show.