a sliver of light

after a week of thick fog

a pulse quickening

rising with moonbeams

playing on dream-rumpled sheets

wakened by an owl

waking in the night

amidst white dream-rumpled sheets

mist-diffused moonlight

thick fog is keeping

the virus close to the ground

masks loom through the murk

today’s shopping list

last minute gifts, bread, cheese, wine

lateral flow tests

a fourth foggy day

dark and with a brownish tinge

reflecting my mood

peering at the page

I adjust my spectacles

words are still blurry

grating tooth-edged saw

another tree falls while we

stay within our homes

through thickening fog

muffled sounds of chainsaws and

shouting displaced birds