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Poetry Corner
Poetry Corner
Daisies – the Cost of Freedom Stay inside
No, you may not ride
Stay inside, they said More than two kilometers wide
Isolate – self isolate Walk slowly – avoid all contact
Social distancing – at risk Humans turned into subservient
You are at risk – stay inside! Pawns…
At risk of what? And all the while
The bus running me over? The daisies lift their happy heads
At risk of missing out on life? To the risings sun
At risk of being alienated! Life is good for them
They follow their freedom
Spring is in the air
The birds are nesting While we – the superior beings
Bumblebees fly Are forced inside by decree
Out of hibernation comes And rules
The butterfly And a virus most evil
Spread willingly by men
Into isolation goes mortal man To rob us of freedom most sweet
At risk of missing While daisies bloom at our feet…
The spring that sprung
At risk of missing life By MV & AJ – Walking Free?
Because freedom is curtailed
The Sound of Home I’m a mature woman
a trumpeting sound
of a whooper swan
I’m a young child signaling spring excites
traffic in and out of town but no more than
whooshes by, a lullaby peaceful breathing
soothes me to sleep of my loved one
– this is home
sleeping next to me
– this is home
I’m a young girl
a fiery-necked nightjar Home limitless
cries out, resides at core of my heart
“Good Lord deliver us!” the pandemic cannot
as we take turns lock me down, for
telling folktales safe and sound is my home.
– this is home
I’m a young woman Linguists claim sound of words change over time. My brain
eGoli pulsates, wants to argue but my heart knows this is true. The sound
a heart under pressure. of “home” has changed over time. But it takes a Coronavirus
Men and women crawl outbreak for me to say this out loud.
joining morning rush,
chasing wealth
– this is home
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