Constance La France Poet Verse

My Home Is a Prison

I am secluded,
      oh, I like my solitude but this is different;
        this is mandated isolation due to Covid-19,
      I can only go out for food and a walk.
  Well, I could spend the time writing but inspiration is gone,
  and even my desire to sketch and paint is taking a hit;
    I am doing some on line Zumba classes,
                         I text more . . . 

                         I have cleaned,
      and watched TV and have done many word search puzzles;
        doing doodle pictures with bright markers, 
      planted seedling that are threatening to take over.
  I have been getting nightmares so do not watch the news much,
  only at 6 pm-   so I can a rundown of what is going on;
    I have organized, moved furniture, dusted,
                          and I wait . . . 

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April 2, 2020


Poetry/Verse/My Home is a Prison
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1240-919-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France


Written for the contest Quarantine
sponsor, Julie Leigh Rodenheaver

Third Place

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Eve Roper May 13, 2020 at 9:56 PM Like you the desire for doing so many things are gone. I think it is worse for those that only have themselves to entertain like you and I. Dear Heart, congratulations on your win in Julie contest. Hugs Eve Constance La France May 14, 2020 at 5:38 PM Eve, thanks for the comment and congratulations _Constance

Peter Walsh April 4, 2020 at 4:14 AM Chin up and best foot forward Dearheart x Even from the worst of things come the strongest of emotions and reasons to write! The shiniest of hearts are the first to dull in captivity! Music is a great comfort at times like this I find x Constance La France April 4, 2020 at 10:30 AM Peter, thanks for visiting and for your kind and supportive words _ Constance

Ann Foster April 3, 2020 at 3:47 PM Your words so true... so sad.. so well written. Yes, inspiration is fleeting at best, when it comes to call. Usually lately that is between the hours of 2:00 am and no sleep at all O'clock... but in chunks and gooey pieces of odd things. Yes, I too have done word searches lately... Even started putting together my own. LOL... Have a great day my friend. Prison is only for a little while. This will pass. Excellent write. Oh so on target... Ann Constance La France April 4, 2020 at 10:32 AM Ann, thanks for the compliment on my poem and for your inspiring words, yes this will pass and I hope to come out of it a better person _Constance

Mark Koplin April 3, 2020 at 7:32 AM It's so easy to get down and out right now. I'm sorry for your pain. I hope your inspiration comes back soon. I try to focus on the good things so I stay away from the news. I hope you the best and I'm so sorry about the nightmares. I've been getting them as well. Constance La France April 4, 2020 at 10:34 AM Mark, the nightmares are bad not even poetry writing type of stuff, just fear, but I think of myself as a survivor, and of course, we are all in this together _Constance

Connie Marcum Wong April 2, 2020 at 8:06 PM I can certainly relate Constance. I only watch the news once a day too. The news interrupts shows on T.V. often so even trying to watch a movie or show is not an escape. I am very grateful both my husband and I are safe, but I think my muse has the virus now. We are all in the same boat. Keep safe. xxoo Constance La France April 4, 2020 at 10:36 AM Connie, thanks for the visit, I only watch the new once per day, I cannot take it in my face all the time, this will pass _Constance