Our eyes meet and

Spring flowers bought and

… praise and thank you to you dear NHS will last for our whole lives long.

For it is with all your brave, compassionate care we feel safe, well and always treated kind.

More focused on each other
Less worried about stuff

Fighting invisible war
Heroes one and all.

Near the violet blinds
that turn the dawn vein-blue ,

My granny was convinced her Doctor
wanted her for her body-

Blessed be the registrar
who snatches sleep in on-call rooms,

We carry our bones in this sarcophagus of stone throw skin. Rainbow daubed shadows walking the cobbled together streets.

I brought John Clare to the waiting room -
company, consolation, a word.

It's not love she wants on a night like this,
but the kettle on, a tidy house.

T aking risks to save us all
h elping us when Covid calls