Sotto Poet Poet Ekphrasis

Save Us While Sinking On Soapbox Stone

Community isolation
     the void placing we made
among us to survive.

I was one to you
    In an exhibition, which is stillness
periods in the darkness.

You paddle in a straight line
     to the outskirts of my horizon
from a slab of rock.

We're heading down
         as the paths thin 
and our reach narrow.


Inspired by: 
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/selfies_of_yesteryear_1384476
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/soliloquy_143748
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/opaque_and_extempore_1363761

Written: January 11, 2022

A Strand (1050) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Valsa George January 12, 2022 at 8:34 AM "We're heading down as the paths thin and our reach narrow". Rightly put. Instead of going up, we are heading down and our reach is narrow. Man's predicament is given apt poetic presentation, Lasaad

Victor Buhagiar January 11, 2022 at 11:58 PM All epidemic have an end. The problem is when it will stop not to mention how many lose their lives. Great poem.

Vijay Pandit January 11, 2022 at 3:50 PM Well depicted, Lasaad: We're heading down as the paths thin and our reach narrow. All the best.

Judy Ball January 11, 2022 at 3:37 PM The pandemic is something we all have to make allowances for. We have lost a lot of our freedom to it. Many are taking their first shots and coming down with it right away. Makes you wonder which is worse. The cure or the disease. A good write here. God Bless, JB