Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Paranoia Peaks

~ Paranoia Peaks ~

 a sniffle, a cough
 is a fever coming on
 for the thermometer i run

 whew... no temperature
 but my stomach's queasy
 makes my whole day uneasy

 at the store earlier
 did enough distance i keep ~
 through masks COVID seeps

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Caren Krutsinger August 20, 2020 at 3:27 PM Oohhhh no! This makes me wonder. But surely not. I hope not! This virus is a force that does worry thought. A timely write. Get better! Gershon Wolf August 20, 2020 at 6:47 PM Lucky me. It only lasted about 24 hours. Cheers, gw

Tom Cunningham August 20, 2020 at 3:11 AM This pandemic has made us all nervous, you're not alone Gershon Tom Aghhhhhh. Chooooooo. Bless me lol. Gershon Wolf August 20, 2020 at 4:48 PM I'll give you three for the price of one, Tom: I'll bless your A-choo. I'll bless your lol. And I'll bless you... And God bless Tiny Tim, too! Happy Friday to you over there on the Island! :) gw

Jenish Somadas August 19, 2020 at 11:13 PM Yes.. Fear in the air everywhere.. A mild cold is queried as a matter of life and death.. How I loved the old world!! Nice poem Gershon.. Gershon Wolf August 20, 2020 at 4:42 PM Well, at least in our 'brave new world,' we don't let a 'little cold' morph into pneumonia -- at least not without doing our dangdest to fight it! Thanks, Jenish. :) gw

Kim Rodrigues August 19, 2020 at 3:50 PM We all feel that way! Gershon Wolf August 19, 2020 at 3:52 PM Thanks, Kim. You've just helped me. It's really the first time I've felt this way since the pandemic started -- and probably in over 25 years. Almost never get sick. Lucky me! :) gw