Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

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Of Pandemic Proportions

stuck in the eye of the hurricane
in eerie slow motion
while at helter skelter speed
unforgivingly relentless
deliberate its devastation

overnight
the shock sinks in
a silence shuddering
seeping to every depths
of days numbered

uttering its new reality
left shaken to its very core
the aftermath inconceivable
global extermination averted
or likely just delayed



AP: 1st place 2021

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Lewis Raynes February 13, 2021 at 8:17 AM A great write. Yep, this virus is something else, something to make everyone reassess things. Line Gauthier February 13, 2021 at 12:26 PM Absolutely. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Lewis ~

Regina Mcintosh February 11, 2021 at 4:08 AM Sorrow, pain, a ache that won't hesitate to create worries and grief... so sad, so strange, a silent sense of suffering... Your poem says it all. God bless you with joy... peace, and encouragement. Love to you, Gina Line Gauthier February 11, 2021 at 8:20 AM Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Gina ~