Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Social Distance

At the government’s insistence
We must keep our social distance.
Walk outdoors and cross the street
If someone’s closer than six feet.

Stores control who goes inside
So they’re not over-occupied.
Bars and restaurants have closed
Because of contact risks they posed.

Not all people heed the rules
For nothing can convince the fools.
Case in point – observe the clump
Of stone-faced folks in back of Trump.*

*This happens at all of his press conferences,
unlike those of New York’s Governor Cuomo,
who observes social distancing, even on stage.

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Andrea Dietrich March 27, 2020 at 8:45 PM yes, I notice them talking about social distancing and they are right behind him. It's so weird. Also weird that in my local grocery store, people do not seem to care about the distancing rule. I try to keep it, but someone can come in the line behind me only a foot or two away. I can't believe the clerks do not have gloves on their hands. I wonder why stores don't make their people wear masks!! Good one.

Maurice Rigoler March 26, 2020 at 9:54 AM First, your take on social distancing. Impossible to enforce, especially at supermarkets that are overcrowded with shoppers over-buying! We must all take risks, I'm afraid. And, yes, you are perceptive: the people behind Trump's pontifications, have looks on their faces that all but screams out: What the hell will he lie about today? That word I chanced surfing the internet. / Thanks for the stop by. / M

Gershon Wolf March 25, 2020 at 7:21 PM Insistence and distance --- love that rhyme --- and you think maybe some of those folks in back of Mr. Trump might want to try out for "Stonehenge East?" Cheers, Gershon

Rico Leffanta March 25, 2020 at 1:33 PM His backdrop really do like more like they are facing a firing squad, don't they? Our building mandated a limit of 3-persons per elevator; even then, there will not be 6-feet between them! With that mandate, I suspect it would take all morning to get to work in The Big Crabapple! Aloha! Rico

Caren Krutsinger March 24, 2020 at 10:40 PM These are trying times and I am totally on your wavelength as I read your poem Ilene.

Jan Allison March 24, 2020 at 5:27 PM It's a case of do as I say but not as I do Ilene! seen pics from the uk and youths congregating in parks = they just don't seem to care:-( stay safe:-) hugs Jan xx

Connie Marcum Wong March 24, 2020 at 4:45 PM You perfectly captured in this poem what I was thinking every time I watch the news and see the people behind him as he tells us to use social distancing. What! Thank you for this Ilene. xxoo