Lockdown Grey

Lockdown Grey


Yesterday I planned

To climb a tree

In my head that is ..

Then just maybe

A mountain too

And afterwards

Before bed though

A slow walk perhaps

Around our favourite

Harbour and the bay


Yes today I could

Almost taste

Salt on your hair

In my head, that is ..

And long I willed

The wind to free

And fan those

Fiery wisps of yours

Into a wilden frenzy


Yes, I almost felt

Your hand in mine

Curled fingers tight

But then ..

The call came

And everything

In my head, that is

Turned from gold

To lockdown grey ..