Day Nine: ‘It’s hard to admit you’ve had a bad day…’

Contributor: Sandie:

‘It’s hard to admit you’ve had a bad day…’ A Poem:

I’m incredibly lucky. Still working full-time
safely at home with a garden that’s mine.
Vitamin D breaks beside feline workmates
and deadlines to occupy quarantine dates.
I’m categorically not entitled to say 
I found it pretty tough going today.

Doctors and nurses deployed to the frontline
in a battle to save us, in a fight against time.
Five hundred thousand civilians say yes,
enlisting to bolster our ravaged NHS.
I have no command to fire negative shots
about isolation and losing the plot.

Elderly parents doing everything possible
to get through this “without causing trouble.”
Frightened. Frantically learning new rules,
firmly gripping a life no one wants to lose.
I drop off the stuff they can’t do without, 
go home feeling sick and just want to shout.

Essential workers help our nation survive
as food and deliveries continue to arrive, 
hoping latex gloves and tape on the floor
can keep them safe as we order yet more.
I only have thank yous and gratitude, 
to feel sorry for self just seems f***ing rude.

Day Five: ‘I often indulge in one hundred word pieces of Flash Fiction. I thought I’d share a topical one with you’

Contributor: Tony:

“For a contribution today, I thought I’d provide what I hope is a bit of entertainment. These days, I am a self-employed creative writer and to keep my brain alive I often indulge in one hundred word pieces of Flash Fiction.
I thought I’d share a topical one with you.”

Correct Distance by Anthony L Church

“Granddad, what did you do in the great Corona outbreak?”
I smiled proudly.
“I got on with it my dear.”
The little face thought for a second.
“Did life really change forever?”
“Of course not, my darling.”
It was time for them to go, so I bumped my elbow with my son-in-law and virtually kissed my granddaughter through my new-age smarterphone.
The other half was already in bed when I went up.
“Did they get off ok?”
I nodded and then got into bed ensuring that our trusty bolster would keep us at the correct distance apart throughout the night.