No Good Time
There’s no good time, or better time,
To do what’s there on wish-list mine,
Or bucket list of things to do,
So I press on despite the view.The stones arrive and need a home;
The swimming starts so we can roam
Around some lake and have a blast;
And photo-shoots take place at last.The papers for the government,
And taxes, books (of money spent),
All need to be updated now
That focus comes to us somehow.For end of week marks off one stage
Of work that’s done – we turn a page,
As all this shifts to blue from pink,
And we play out the shape we think –Is going to work for us next round,
As project-X gets off the ground,
And books emerge as published tomes,
So they can enter lives and homes.It’s busy for us all, I know –
Foundation work begins to show
Itself as part of life ahead,
Twixt now and time when we’re all dead.So, birds are singing in the swamp;
The kids are out – my rabbit romps
Around – mosquitoes now emerge
From larvae, waiting on the verge –Of summer – now these dreary days
Of spring are past and sunshine plays
Through leaves with dappled light around
Our yard – on right side of the ground.navigation