Awaiting Quarantine

Six feet apart, our hands cannot meet.
Behind prison walls, it seems, we greet.
Faces are veiled in surgeon masks, afraid,
within one's own stale breath stayed.
Walling off every suspect unknown,
we're isolated, and yet not alone.
In breaking news... another onset.
Another's breath, an open threat.
Await the countdown to lockdown...
Inhale the last fresh breaths of your town.
With outlook of terror, perception ill-fated,
although not alone, we become isolated.

3-16-2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Walker Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 10:16 PM
Juliet, our lives seem so surreal since the spread of coronavirus. Your poem illustrates the changes which are taking place. ~ Sonia
Ligon Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 2:54 PM
Yes, we never would have expected the whole world to shut down over a virus. Take care.
Adams Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 3:26 PM
same here...I guess this is the new normal... sadly...my county is the epicenter of my state so we were first to be forced to close many things...I was relieved in a way to be off school, every sneeze or cough on my bus worried me and I was constantly spraying my Lysol around the bus …. stay safe... hugs
Ligon Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 2:51 PM
Hopefully this will help decrease the spread. I'm not worried, but those with compromised immune systems need to be especially careful.
Watt Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 12:22 PM
These thoughts are almost universal now, Juliet. I just came out of "self-isolation" for 3 weeks and work is talking about "social distancing" and probability of teleworking. Son is coming home from college for 3 months for "remote learning". All these new phrases! Loved your write - congrats on the #1 ~ john
Ligon Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 2:29 PM
Strange times we're living in. I hope you're doing well.
Somadas Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 12:35 AM
Though not alone, feeling isolated... True.. The situation is demanding..
Ligon Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 11:03 AM
I feel bad for people who have to be separated from their loved ones because someone caught it.
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