Some placards he now shows me,
What do you make of them, said he.
These random words I survey,
And my thoughts to him I convey.
I think it would be better,
If I just put them all together.
Outside my cottage by the treeline last night,
I caught a firefly in a bottle and closed it tight.
Now I have lethargy, and the heat is strange today,
So I took off me mask and had me porridge on the way,
Shuffling despondently to my doom,
My daily morning meeting by Zoom.
© 2020 S Phua
One thought on ““(Hour 9 of 12) random words””
Perfectly fitted changing and intense rhyme scheme with an excellent reflection of modern concerns.