Pond Water

by Jem Croucher

There’s a pub in Brighton called ‘The Pond’
closed of course at present
as every pub in England is
which is a bit unpleasant
It serves a pint they brew themselves
‘Pondwater’ – quite sublime
which I will savour once again
quite soon, I trust, sometime

And though the connotation is
contrary I’ll agree
planting in the pond today
reminded me you see
as planting in pond water
new plants new hope to bring
a thought popped in just as they do
that’s worth remembering

Such are these thoughts, these pleasantries
on which our hopes we pin
with expectation promise
from this Covid time we’re in
And emerge we will victorious
when time is right once more
to savour all these pleasures
which we cherish and adore

©Jemverse

 

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