Stephen Fowle

Sandown on the Isle of Wight UK

Stephen has been writing sporadically since 2014 and is previously unpublished. During lockdown he has found the time and space again to pick up the quill.

Poem Completed: 1st July 2020

 

The Naughty Step

 

i ought to count my blessings

i am able   to learn

old new words like furloughed

 

i ought to count my blessings

i have two good legs    to walk

into the empty town   for exercise

 

i ought to count my blessings

i am able    to see

rainbows and hearts in every window

 

instead of riots & raves   but i remain

on the naughty step

must wash my hands for  20 seconds

 

keep  2m  apart at all times

make only essential journeys

muzzle myself   waiting

 

for the bus back home

count my blessings

i’m still able   to breathe

The air for free