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Three More-Poems in a Pandemic
April 18, 2020 Something Each Day — Olivia Rose here’s a message for you your great-grandma Annie does love you and aches to see you in person quite soon but Covid-19 says “not yet, my dear” — well I’ve seen you on Zoom and…
Three More of Poems in a Pandemic
April 15, 2020 The Dream — there are days I fall down and with ladders I climb up sometimes I go sideways but then there’s the dream ———and the dream is a circle — if the fall is the negative and the climb is…
Poems in a Pandemic–Three More
April 12, 2020 Spirit — spirit of joy – bounce through me this day spirit of hope – hang on spirit of bells – ring loud and clear and spirit of love – love long — spirit of dance – keep me on the…
More Poems of a Pandemic
April 9, 2020 Song of Movement — they stand my dancers three with arms flung wide in ecstasy on dresser top to show me how to move each day — in bronze delight they do not change position – yet it seems to me…
Poems of a Pandemic
April 6, 2020 Trapped — I am not trapped inside my house I take my sturdy walker – walk the spacious driveway twice each day it opens up the world for me — I see forsythia yellow – bright I am not trapped inside…
Poems in a Pandemic
April 3, 2020 Directions to My Version of Yoga “Happy Baby” — lay down flat on the bed pull knees to chest and link arms underneath them roll from side to side smile as you do it or laugh out loud do twenty rolls…
Three More Poems of a Pandemic
March 31, 2020 Triple Lunacy — round – round – up and down carousel feels like every day — day is night is day again the circling never stops — whole world spins around can’t get off circling round and round — round –…
Three More Poems in a Pandemic
March 28, 2020 Elegy for the Deaths — 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 ————— March 29, 2020…
Three More Poems of a Pandemic
March 25, 2020 The Day — The grayness of the day lingered. Anxiety pulsed into the edges. — Meditation struggled to calm. Masked medicals added tension to the day. — Groceries arrived with gaps. Educated added slivers of paranoia. — Walking outside glimpsed normalcy…
Poems–Three
On March 24, I started writing a poem a day, along with other writers who check in with Writer’s Digest. I didn’t think of posting them then. So I’m catching up and here are the first three. They are all written under the general…
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