Shortly after our state of lockdown was declared I received an invitation to join a group on Facebook. A friend of mine – Helen, an Art teacher – was setting up a creative group for people to post their art work. It seemed a good way to help squash lockdown boredom and I had been fairly keen to start sketching again for quite a while. My daughter is a gifted artist as well, so I thought it would be nice to post some of her stuff. I could also involve the kids through Art lessons during home schooling. So off I went…
A couple of days later and having watched numerous people posting their artwork I had an idea for a literature version of the group. If people were avidly sharing their drawing and painting, surely I could get some to post poems and writing in my own group. After consulting my friend Laura about whether it was a good idea, I formed the group, invited a ton of friends and Lockdown Literature was born.
It had been a while since I’d written any poetry, but the group inspired me. It wasn’t long before I was being kept awake by ideas and lines from potential poems.
It was on the very afternoon that the group was formed, while pegging my washing out on the line in the sun, I found myself staring at the behemoth in my neighbour’s garden. Bigger, cleaner, tidier, better than mine. What I then wrote has no intellectual value whatsoever. There is no literary genius here or any great amount of thought. It’s not any kind of metaphor for anything else, just a poem about sheds and me feeling a bit jealous. The result of my envy – a silly, sarcastic and frankly daft poem – is below.
My Neighbour’s Shed
My neighbour’s shed has electric lighting.
It has those plastic boxes on the wall containing nails, screws, hooks and all manner of shediphanalia.
My shed is packed with football gear.
It’s a mess and makes me feel like a total shed failure.
My neighbour’s shed contains a high-viz jacket.
Placed neatly round he has a vice, a work bench, a grinder, a sander and drills, drills, drills aplenty.
My shed has some shelving full of spiders’ webs, grass seed, wild bird feed and a stain on the floor that’s a bit cementy.
My neighbour’s shed is a hive of activity – just like good sheds should be.
It’s been extended – by him, the smart arse – and it’s made safe by alarm led security.
My shed has bikes balanced on one wheel perilously, a lawn mower jammed underneath a Halfords roof box and it smells of whatever the opposite is of purity.
My neighbour’s shed is a lockdown dream. Clean, ordered and full of interesting tools. The biggest tool in my shed is undoubtedly me.
I hate my neighbour’s shed.
So, there you have it. My first poetry blog. I will post other poems and give people a little bit of insight into what I was thinking when I wrote them. I think I mainly write things that are supposed to be mildly amusing but some are actually quite serious! As for what I’ve just posted, I’d be interested to know what people think, so feel free to leave a comment. Thanks for reading!
Loved the poem! It’s lovely that you’ve gotten back into writing poetry, and you might just have inspired me to do the same 🙂 Thank you for sharing, and I look forward to the next one!
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Ah, that’s lovely. I’ve managed to write a few since lockdown started and have a couple more to finish off, so I’ll try to post fairly regularly.
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Roses are Red- in my garden,
That’s about it and the odd empty carton.
A shed is such a novelty,
Rather posh for a Geordie.
Love the blogs! Always make me chuckle.
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Mo! Hope you’re keeping well mate! I’m finding I have a lot more time on my hands at the moment, so I’m able to post a lot more on here. It’s paying off and the site is growing, which is great.
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I really love the idea of lockdown literature! And the poem was great too, I liked the witty side to it. Makes me want to start writing poetry, i haven’t done so in weeks!
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Thanks – I hope you do! I’m planning on doing more of these blogs in the coming weeks and I’ve found myself able to write quite a few poems during lockdown, so I hope it’ll continue.
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A fantastic poem and something very inspirational what you have written here, thanks for sharing 😊
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Poetry is my stumbling block- I admire anyone who can do it, and you do it well! I love the ending- well done!
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Thank you! I’ll be posting another one, probably at the weekend.
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