March 2020 Journal Entry
I realized how delusional I was when I was still telling people to have a nice day. But that was only the beginning… The news only got worse.
My pen bone dry. For weeks I had nothing to write. Refusing to address the corona virus aka covid-19. Not wanting to agitate inner feelings and fears. Not allowing the ugly truth to sink in. Quite content to be the ostrich my head in the sand.
Time elapsed tenacious yet painfully slow. The peril instead of dissipating~ multiplying exponentially. Turning a blind eye no longer an option with death at our doorstep.
They call it the new normal as if there’s anything normal about it. People locked in their houses in fear of contact. Alone and isolated. Filled with anguish. Clueless as to what the future holds.
Doing what we can and hoping it’s enough to get by. Hoping for the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel.
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~COVID 2020~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 31, 2020 for contest QUARANTINE POEMS sponsored by JULIE LEIGH RODEHEAVER - RANKED 1ST
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2020
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