Tattoo That on the Inside of My Eyelids!

Tattoo That on the Inside of My Eyelids!

Have you noticed the tone of the Government’s advice?
As we are kept locked down, as gripped by a vice
Stay Home, Stay Safe, Save Lives we are told
Now Stay Alert, which seems a little less bold

The message declared so many times
To transgress is clearly seen as a crime
No other demand can this call out-bid
Words almost tattooed inside my eyelids!

Each day on TV the officials parade
As if to perform some kind of charade
A Government minister appears on the scene
But peculiarly Boris can rarely be seen

In Scotland Nicola puts on a good show
Presented to us with her usual gusto
In her words some caution can be detected
Perhaps it is better that we Scots be protected

Testing is believed to bring us some hope
With tracking and tracing we will soon need to cope
Such procedures no doubt our lives will surround
Until that illusive vaccine is found

However at Westminster and Holyrood too
A determination to see this thing through
And no matter how we feel of this regime severe
The only choice but to persevere

So check out each day what we are being told
However you feel about this stranglehold
Don your mask, restrict your time out of doors
Stay home don’t be tempted the world to explore

Ken Fisher

Let’s Not Lose the Plot!

Let’s Not Lose the Plot!

Plotholders surely don’t want to lose their allotment
Which despite lots of hard work gives them great enjoyment
No matter the season there is always something to do
Useful tasks keep them busy all the year through

There is no fixed pattern, each will do their own thing
And to their site their bright ideas will bring
Some on the land construct an arable farm
Others think an orchard won’t do any harm!

But most plotholders respond to the challenge
To cultivate the earth maintaining a balance
Between flowers, fruit and veg in varieties galore
For immediate consumption or for winter store

Their hut is vital to the plot’s operation
For storage of tools to avoid transportation
But such cabins are useful for purposes social
To provide a gathering space at one’s disposal

Of course we cannot gather due to covid-19
And right now we hanker for what might have been
Meantime our endeavours are a solo act
As we don’t want to risk our respiratory tract

All plotholders want to preserve the environment
Taking into account all the enlightenment
We have received from those with concern for our globe
The warming an equal threat as that nasty microbe

So let’s continue to enjoy the fruits of the earth
And value our plots for all they are worth
And for natures’ gifts we would all give a thought
Whatever befalls let us not lose the plot

Ken Fisher

Curmudgeons Under Threat

Curmudgeons Under Threat

In the current emergency state
Apparently it’s the fate
Of all the women and the men
Having reached three score years and ten
To limit their mobility
Whatever their morbidity
Because the pundits have decreed
We are too risky to be freed

I don’t think that’s really fair
To be tied to our armchair
Because many are still quite spry
Unprepared to say goodbye
Why force us into jail?
Our activities to down-scale
And while we can still breathe
Don’t present us with a wreath

There is life in the old dog yet
Curmudgeons are under threat
So leave us free to roam
We can find our own way home
All we want is a little space
To wander from home base
A journey without any tension
To the Post Office for our pension!

Ken Fisher

Trapped

Trapped

The plight of so many

Locked up in the lockdown
No means of escape

Earnings dropping
Debts are rising

Claustrophobic
Internecine strife

Self-educating kids!
Super-glued to screens

Going nowhere
Isolating, except

Shopping outing
Highlight of the week

The nearest thing
To a masqued ball

Buses empty
Traffic muted

Walkers dance
Around each other

Daily doomsday
From politicians

Old crowded TV sit-coms
Blithely ignoring social distance

Pray for relief from boredom
Overlaid by angst

Let’s hope
We don’t go crazy

Trapped
Midst locked up in lockdown

Ken Fisher

Permitted Perambulation

Permitted Perambulation

Paroled from house arrest
I take my daily walk
Ambling along the paths
Allowing time for thought

Now accustomed to lockdown
New habits have evolved
Each hour is gently filled
And thus the days transformed

No point in being nostalgic
The clock we can’t reverse
Accepting ‘the new normal’
No matter how perverse

As with all life’s transience
This ‘too will pass‘  assured
With patience and acceptance
Our peace may be secured

Ken Fisher

Masquerading

Masquerading

Today we are advised our face masks to don
Preventing our germs that to you might just spawn
Thus adorned, some people are inclined to swank
In past times so attired we might rob a bank!

But I must say it comes as quite a surprise
That this gear does not cause others’ eyebrows to rise
Beneath the covering our expressions concealed
Perhaps gritted teeth from the public we shield

As we go to the shops and come close to others
We don’t wish to impregnate our sisters or brothers
But their safety at all times we want to ensure
And the mask stops us expelling something impure

So as we gaze at each other from behind the mask
We serenely get on with whatever task
In these days of lockdown we have to perform
Hoping the virus can no further swarm

Ken Fisher

New Every Morning (in Unsettling Times)

New Every Morning (in Unsettling Times)

When I stir from fretful sleep, thoughts churning at the opening day
How quickly does my mind recall the worries, fears along the way
Which pained my heart the night before and readily did steal my peace
And from this turmoil of the mind no easy flight or cheap release

And yet as I wake and come again to consciousness
I realize that this new day is given by God who richly promises
That every thought and deed may His good gifts reflect
He grants us life and health and all our ways affects

And as the hymn enjoins us to recall, the trivial round, the common task
Hallowed by His love is all we ask
The opportunity to show forth by our deeds
Our love for others, gracious care for each one’s needs

So each new day let’s make it our resolve that every care
Each task, each duty prompt our earnest prayer
That thus our lifetime’s daily story
May reflect on our Lord and bring Him glory

For life is lived in steps of one brief day
Thus we progress along our chosen way
So as each day provides a chance anew
Lets walk with God who can make all things new

Now in these days of tight confinement
While virus threat persists malignant
Let not our thoughts become obsessed
Ensure that hope is still expressed

Ken Fisher

On-Screen Appearance

On-Screen Appearance

[Communication as required under coronavirus!]

In these unusual days when we self-isolate
We have to find new ways to communicate
So as we position ourselves in front of our screen
We are somewhat concerned about how we are seen

Of course the first problem is to make the connection
And it takes time and practice to find the selection
Do we use ZOOM or Facetime or perhaps even Skype?
And then we must know when to click or to swipe

Now I know it’s important that we should not seem vain
But appearances count you know, all the same
As we appear on your screen we make an impression
Best with positive stance and a smiling expression

But our face is not all that our contacts can view
The way we are clothed they clearly see too
So for this on-screen discourse there is a prerequisite
We need to consider what is good etiquette

Many think that when we are not meeting face to face
A smart appearance we can simply forsake
But I suggest that if we wish to remain business-like
Competence is the mien that we must still strike

But not all our Zooming is for important transactions
Quite often it’s with family or friends we have interactions
Fashion might not then be our primary concern
So to a more casual style we can return

Thus in the morning jogging bottoms may be quite OK
In the afternoon my new jumper can be on display
But in the evening perhaps when you might see me close up
Hair nicely combed, and for the ladies(?)– make-up!

And you might think that as we are all more remote
Dress sense we no longer need to promote
But I hope you will find these guidelines deserve our adherence
In such isolation don’t ignore your on-screen appearance!

Ken Fisher

The Mother of Invention

The Mother of Invention
[Adapting to cope with the Covid-19 pandemic]

As you know Necessity is the mother of invention
And now that normal life is in suspension
There is a pressing need to discover a solution
To the new problems requiring resolution

Now there is a very powerful incentive
So scientists and engineers are being inventive
In adapting their machines to other use
That threats to life they might hopefully reduce

To help patients suffering from the virus
Is an objective most desirous
Thus former domestic devices and equipment
Being redesigned to help in urgent treatment

But not only in the field of technology
Have we been forced to change methodology
Home-schooling and online education
Must now help in the mind’s formation

At supermarkets when replenishment of our fridge is due
We must line up, well spaced out in the queue
No jostling for bargains is allowed
Of taking only our allotted share we should be proud

As church worshippers can no longer gather
To praise God and even just to blether
They’re not now assembled in one room
The Service beamed out to each one through Zoom

And for all those accustomed to fine dining
Convivial outings, with good food and much wining
Now celebrate an event or a birthday
Phoning Just Eat for a meagre take-away

Of course you must not forget your daily work-out
To ensure you avoid getting stout
The 1980’s Green Goddess re-invented
By new TV personal trainers we’re tormented!

And what about the loss of your daily occupation
Earnings shrinking right across the nation
It’s not that anyone wants to shirk
But how can idle hands invent new work?

So now we’re all made prisoners in our home
With very limited permission to roam
Let’s hope we can maintain that serenity
While this confinement remains necessity

Necessity is the mother of invention
We’re still filled with mighty apprehension
But as human mothers duly gave us birth
Invention, her progeny will surely save this earth

Ken Fisher

Cabin Fever

Cabin Fever
In the first week of ‘confinement’ due to Covid-19

We’re approaching the end of this very first week
And perhaps you are becoming a computer geek
In order to keep in touch with other ladies and chaps
We need to wise up on those specialist apps

You will have heard of Twitter and of Facebook
And of course YouTube where we all take a look
Then there’s Face Time and Skype and also Snap Chat
And the clubbing experience of being on WhatsApp

Now I’ve newly discovered the marvels of Zoom
In the current emergency it is quite a boon
But the problem is knowing how these all operate
With drop-down menus and wizards to negotiate

But it’s well worth the effort to master the art
And in the on-line assembly we should play our part
For this nasty virus which is oh so persistent
Means no physical closeness – we must keep our distance!

So in the meantime when Cabin Fever is our communal lot
To maintain your sanity you must give some thought
So start trawling the web for apps on communication
And help to keep up morale in this benighted nation

Ken Fisher

Pestilence, Plague, and Pandemic

Pestilence, Plague, and Pandemic

No-one thought it would become endemic
This pestilence, plague and pandemic
Its arrival is not entirely our fault
But it certainly is not easy to halt

Every day the totals increase
We wonder when it will cease
They tell us it’s a long way from the peak
And for a solution we anxiously seek

There is no doubt this coronavirus
Has assuredly managed to try us
Suddenly our lives are completely upset
By this intrusive and unwelcome threat

In the meantime there is little to do
But wait for some scientific breakthrough
And hope that we all can survive
Until our health and our fortunes revive

So just get used to self-isolation
Which seems to be the fate of the nation
But still try to communicate with others
As together this penance we suffer

Ken Fisher

Uncertainty

Uncertainty

[As we watch the coronavirus developments]

Uncertainty the order of the day
All our lives in disarray
Don’t greet each other with a hug
In case you catch the fearful bug

Do like those who live in Rome
Lock the door and stay at home?
Stop those outings to the gym
Only phone your kith and kin

When will they tell us what to do?
Experts all seem in a stew
What do the pundits advocate?
Congregate or isolate

Some welcome this peculiar pause
Do I hear their loud applause?
A break from everyday routine
Let’s not rush to reconvene

But perhaps we should not be so rash
From whence will come much needed cash?
If out of work we don’t get paid
By empty hands we’ll be dismayed

Goodbye to all life’s normal pleasures
When our routine is enforced leisure
Who will rid us of this scourge?
Let’s hope a cure might soon emerge

Of course most of us are still alive
Although share prices quickly dive
Now the most needed new invention
A cure to save my ailing pension!

In the meantime it’s still a waiting game
Not solved by any insurance claim
Uncertain we must thus remain
Until this vile tide is on the wane

Ken Fisher