Poetry


2020

We rang our bells like lepers
"Unclean! Unclean!"
Drifting along half empty streets
Faces hidden by surgical masks
Furtively glancing at those who passed
Going nowhere.
Going home.


We switched on television sets
"Stay Home! Save Lives!"
Wondering if we might die soon
Fears hidden by masks of ribaldry or
Desperately joining quizzes on "Zoom".
Saving Lives,
Staying Home.


We booked our vaccinations
"Hands! Face! Space!"
Believing we might at last be saved -
Rescued by boffins in white lab coats
Cleverly developing antidotes
Shaking test tubes,
Shaking hands.


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Hopeful

 Smelling the scent

Of the deep pink

Roses

Spread on

The kitchen table

The aroma

Takes away

The anxiety 

And trouble

For a moment

As I’m grateful

For the flowers’

Reminder

That with beauty

Comes the thorny 

Issues of life

But it doesn’t 

Detract from

Its utility

To be 

Hopeful

Under stress


New doctor today. Pray that I’ve no fear, and am honest so I can be helped. Thank you. 

Love yourself and one another



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