I’m sad summer is ending I don’t like fall and winter I went to the beach only once Not nearly enough Like million other people I’ve been a prisoner In my own house By Covid-19 Days have stretched long and lonesome The monotony turning our lives into swamp We all thought the year 2020 was bad But in 2021 we’ve had more deaths Fires, foods, hurricanes and earthquakes Someone is testing us But we endure Like we have endured for 130,000 years There have always been wars, famines, plagues All kinds of catastrophes But we go on Amidst all the misery and woes Individuals may fall But humankind lives on
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I sit here day after day Grapple with myself Refusing to do anything Useful Meaningful Worthwhile. My thoughts are like a jumble of Multicolor yarn left over from Long ago when it made sense To knit. I’ve been missing human contact People, friends, family, strangers Voices, words, long sentences that make Perfect sense. I don’t like this hall of mirrors Where everywhere I look I see myself Only distorted Shattered Broken Muted I’m floating in a gray haze Nothing to focus your mind on Nothing to walk towards Nothing to aim for Just an endless haze.