Containers of Care – Written Tuesday 27th September 2022 (Aged 47)

Containers of Care

caught in containers of care
in waves of expectation
and a lingering stare
caught in places,
that i once knew
caught with lingering faces
and thoughts to chew
caught in moments of viral disease
head pounding like a drill,
solid oak knees
and a bowl to fill
caught in containers of care
of knowing more
more than i can share
of tangled seaweed,
that belonged to someone over there
caught in the smiles
of those who dare to fake
the family robbers,
for whom honesty is always late
gin soaked evenings,
with a barbequed plate
caught in containers of care
the winter dance,
or the summer fare
once upon a time i wanted that girl
i thought she would always be there
but then, i am that type of human being
caught in containers of care




James Garratt – Tuesday 27th September 2022


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