Limerick #3

There once was a man from Kilkenny

who swallowed a very big penny

Oh, the coin, it was large

and as wide as a barge

it was a pity he couldn’t spend any.

Doorways and Gateways #2

What came first:

the gate or the door?

To stand and to wait

at a door or a gate

is the perfect expression

of humanity’s progression:

closing and enclosing things

fencing things and rowing things

or even to take offence

at what is without or within

this gate or that door.

Limerick #2

There once was a teacher from Berlin,

who downsized to live in a bin,

the class where she’d been

were surprised to see

her begin from the bin she was in.

Haiku: Time

Time chips nails and souls

I can count the passing days

In those flesh-hued shells

Acrostic Poem: Weiterbildung

Small amount of background: I wrote this on the tram early on a Saturday morning, disgruntled at being roused from bed at the weekend for the teacher training course I’m currently on in Germany.

When I wake up I turn the alarm off

Envious of my friends out late

I ingest a coffee,

Toast,

Enter the bathroom

Rub my face with a towel

Bags packed the night before

Into the stairwell of my flat

Long strides to the

Door which I open, bleary-eyed

Under the statue of a girl on a horse

Nearing the test centre, I think to myself,

Getting up was a chore!

Limerick #1

There once was a teacher from Liverpool,

whose face was as wide as a stool,

he stood and he sung

the kids laughing as one,

and he said “Why are you laughing at all?”

Haiku: Early Morning

a rose-cream sunrise

the rattling of a streetcar

through empty stations

Reading

Have you ever read a text

and felt the consciousness

swelling

pressing from the other side

like a knock on a door?

Haiku #3

With rain pouring down

I sip and wait for the wheels

of bureaucracy

Moving Day

It’s moving day, and of course the good laptop was on the blink yesterday, so we couldn’t print out the

532 bits of paper you need to travel anywhere in the Covid Era-

so someone else had to pick up the slack and print it all out at work

and the laptop’s at the shop

and I feel somehow responsible

although I didn’t do anything to speed up its meltdown

I was just there to witness its fall.

Anyway, It’s moving day and I’m having the usual crippling self-doubt and wondering whether this all may have been a mistake and wondering im voraus whether the decisions I’ve made will turn out to be the right ones even though there’s absolutely

no way

of knowing that until I start the course in September.