Another day in isolation

There surely is no consolation
For this sorry state of affairs
A virus that has no cares
Ripping though the World
Taking all it’s gold
But leaving this earth
So much better for it’s worth
Now I sit here alone
Some one will surely phone
But it’s company I seek
I am starting to feel weak
And a bonus I do have here
It’s rotten and oh dear
Glaucoma in my eyes
I just want to panic if not cry
Is life cruel enough it seems not
I never have forgot
All the good times I have had
Before this made me sad
So pandemic take a runner
Glaucoma you’re a bummer
Give me a flipping break
Before it is too late!
How strong do I have to be
Goodness sake give me a cuppa tea!
Lets watch Bake Off on TV
Have some normality!


Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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