Hope Around the Corner
where is everybody
the streets are bare
so eerily apocalyptic
a post nuclear scene
winter lingers ~ in sunless crisis
a dreadful silence lurks
thick heavy clouds droop nigh
spring may not come
we may never recover
wait… is that a crocus ‘neath that tree?
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~COVID 2020~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2021
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