Savvy-Storm Poem – Unable

Inspiration taken from the poem ‘Migration’ by Jenny George (Poem-A-Day website)

Unable

Red leaves assemble in the tree

that licks the sky above my house

long tongues wagging,

pointing and gloating at me

Now you know, they say.

Now you know what it is, to be fixed, immoveable, 

and unable                                              to                 r u   n  ..

stuck.

 

By the Silly-Savvy Salopian

Please check out the diaries of a Home-School-Mum Teacher, coping in the UK during the Coronavirus pandemic.

Storm Diary 1 – Pathetic?

Storm Diary 2 – Zealot!

Storm Diary 3 – Coping

Storm Diary 4 – Despair