The Key to the Lock
A little poem inspired by the all the positive aspects i discovered over the last year in lockdown.
As I walked past the empty gym,
My thoughts began to swim.
I wondered what now? Where will I find my escape?
Lost in thought, I continued down the cityscape.
I listened intently,
As the winds blew gently.
The outside air called for adventure,
A need for wanderlust amongst nature.
I cycled down Grand Union Canal
With no second thoughts or rationale.
I just knew I felt alive,
So, I continued to strive.
Hiking to Thor’s cave,
A sense of accomplishment it gave.
My walking boots became my best friends,
Together we walked all ends.
Whilst many engaged with the Netflix zombies,
I continued to discover my hobbies.
My hands clasped around a familiar metal,
With a tennis racket I would settle.
The adrenaline gave me purpose
And I no longer felt nervous.
As the days went by,
Along with the summer of July
Unearthing a new skill
Was such a thrill.
In my oven I’d see the rising layers of soft bakes,
With all the sprinkled chocolate flakes.
As my belly lay indulged in sweetness,
I found my soul had achieved completeness.
In this darkness I discovered my light,
A spark to ignite,
A long-forgotten joy
That I would now forever employ.
<Deleted User> (18980)
Fri 5th Feb 2021 20:17
Like it, but if you're still using a metal tennis racket you're seriously out of date Joshi. (It's okay, I know it's poetic licence)