March 28, 2020
Elegy for the Deaths
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too many deaths at one time—hundreds and thousands
now in this pandemic—nearly overwhelms
we give tributes for one death—one death at a time
over and over and over and—pray for an ending
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March 29, 2020
Rap on The Day
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there once was a poem called The Day
it was dark and sad in every way
but the very next morning when I awoke
it was topsy turvy good and that’s no joke
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anxiety seemed to just disappear
certainty took over where there had been fear
meditation was a real happy thing
the books I read were a big up-swing
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I never even noticed if the day was bright
but I did know for sure that my load was light
paranoia walked right out of the door
positive vibes came in for more
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so the day was good from end to start
my smile was on and so was my heart
I walked outside and saw a yellow bloom
I went to sleep with no notion of gloom
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take a breath — don’t you love it
take a breath — you just shove it
shove all the sadness – off of the stage
it’s a good day says the sage
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uh huh — uh huh
it’s a good day – this day
uh huh — uh huh
it’s a very very very good day
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© Copyright 2020 by Ann Freeman Price
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March 30, 2020
The Banner
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hope hangs hesitant beside reality
with fear and death claiming center stage
faucets run as hands are over-washed
contamination peeks inside each door
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no gatherings are happening – no visits
from friends or relatives near or far
connection comes from internet or telephone
those who are working work within the risk
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but hope hangs on by prayer straps
and hope insists on equal time each day
as buds appear on trees – as flowers push through grass
the smell of hope so slowly starts to rise
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delivery rooms still sound with new-born cries
hope smiles and holds its banner high
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