Sunday, April 19, 2020

Pandemic Musing

Two poems is wrote in the midst of COVID19. I pray you are all doing well.



Social Spacing
Don’t touch
your face
your friend
Purify your
all
You can’t buy that
today or
tomorrow
Stay out of the
bars
restaurants
church
schools
restraints
Turn off
cable news
talking heads
scary shit
your
feelings
Shut your
doors
your eyes
and pray then pray again

No problem
I tell
me
I can do this
Except…

Social
Spacing
Six feet
Too far

I want to inhale your essence
To touch you
To hold you 
close
To feel your weary heartbeat

Before
it stops

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the eyes of a nation

Above the fields of barren white
sparkling orbs appear
Searching for comfort
in the hidden shadows
of a dark pandemic

Beneath the sterile masks
silence lingers
Strange surroundings
mute our prayers
Where are the pews
the crosses
the holy men

Behind your clandestine disguise
Arid lips sculpt a frown
How long will it linger?
Before I see your
Smile

the eyes of a nation
wait

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