Jacqueline Burnley
The Last Levite Chines Brush Artist Baalat Teshuva

Zoom Three

Zoom Three Poet’s Retreat

Zoom three,

Is this happening to me?

Zoom two,

I thought you knew,

Zoom four,

There’s a knock on the door,

My order arrives,

It’s there on the floor.

Zoom Five,

I check my temperature,

I’m still alive,

Zoom six,

The place is a mess,

Must pick up those sticks,

Lessons on, Lessons off,

What a time,

Where’s my stuff,

Can you help me?

No, I can’t!  it just can’t be,

Because zoom seven is starting, you see.

Lockdown one

I stay in, alone,

Will someone call me on my phone?

Wear a mask!

Like a nurse on mars,

Zoom eight,

I got up late,

Still in   pajamas

I’m in a state!

Zoom nine,

I’m feeling fine.

I wash my clothes,

They are on the line.

Zoom ten, I wonder when,

My life will go back to a time. Then,

Our plans would stand for eight months long,

Not eight minutes like this same old song.

About the Author
I was born in London, England. My father was a Holocaust survivor, he fought for the British forces and was a strictly disciplined soldier of the highest intelligence using his many languages to his advantage in the War. He met and married my mother during the war in a whirlwind ten days of romance. Which we laughed and cried out for the next 50 years. I was brought up with my sisters in the post-war years. I studied Art and English and qualified as a teacher and used my skills to work all my life. My husband loved Isreal and came as a lone soldier in the 1970s We married and had two children. I became a Baal Teshuva and have been a long interesting transformative journey. I made aliyah by myself, in 2007 and against all odds cut ties with my country of birth, left my career and job friends and family, to be near my family here, and to be blessed to be together with my grandchildren growing up In Israel.
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