ATMOSPHERES

A wry smile appears

But the fears

Are different now...

How?

On the first isolation

We were with the majority of the nation

Staying safe

To be not part of the R rate

Today....we are

A housemate lies in a bed

Being fed

Oxygen

We await to as and when

Our tests come through

The lottery slogan It could be you

Ringing in our ears

It sears

Through our minds

And finds

The atmosphere has changed

From calm confusion to one of delusion

And surreality

But as the atmosphere changed

Becoming deranged

Has been avoided by the spirit of...solidarity

Using that proven survival tool...hilarity

The group chat

On WhatsApp

Will make each day full of honest cheer

The best way to fill the atmosphere

PHILIP JEREMY WILSON

Written in The Poetry Factory of isolation 26th September 2020

Positive vibes on a change in circumstance