DM Babbit Poet Couplet

Candy Crush Dreams and Pandemic Blues

Sitting alone, chilled in unstirred colds
 olive green liquid flows to the earth
lemon greens with lime yellow folds
 cover all smiles, stomachs increasing their girth;
candy crush dreams, visions of color flow
 sour gray skies, storm clouds streaming by
three, four, fives in a discrete row;
 follow the arrows, only this way to go
stay apart, six feet away, wave a quick hello, 
 dance in the brief light of the sun's play
just another day, what day is it anyway?
 Hold back the fear, play a solitary game or two
while living in the time of pandemic blues.

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Anil Deo June 13, 2020 at 1:39 PM I liked this because I hated CANDY CRUSH the game for almost since its first version (a decade?). Yet a poem written this year spoke about the glorious colors & break from CHESS the SAGA offers. Of course, your link to Pandemic & SHUTDOWN points to "what day is today?" shalom, shalOM!

Connie Marcum Wong April 28, 2020 at 2:57 AM I can relate DM. Our Aloha spirit has been hidden under a mask! A well written poem that we all can relate to right now. Kudos! xxoo

Gershon Wolf April 27, 2020 at 5:58 PM Love the title's implications and the whole poem. Kind of how I feel, expressed so poetically. Thanks, D.M. :) Gershon