Distancing Poems - Poems about Distancing

I would love it if I could just smile at you back and talk with you whenever I feel the: "want to". I would love it If we could just sit next to eachother and laugh. That I could joke with you too. I accepted that I can't forgive out loud, I accepted that time can't change things...

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Don't drag me into the tactical scheming games you play, for I do not want involvement not in any little way. Try if you dare, and you will see there's no way to get one over on me, as I will not entertain or rise to the bait; karma will catch up with you to decide your fate. While I carry on not...

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Distancing communication seems like an oxymoron, like dissonant communion. My ego center speaks communication while my organic systemic body listens for cooperatively co-invested communion Discerning what feels confluent, resonant with ecological health is wealth EarthTribal indigenous experience AND what feels like aggressive, possibly predative, lose/lose DIScommunication distressed communication dissonant noise dissociative distancing, sometimes ominously silent dormant trauma terminal absence of verbally transparent communication AND what feels like dualistic win/lose MIScommunication, missed cooperative win/win opportunity too Either my way Or...

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Nothing can be insured totally Neither life, accident, disaster, sickness nor epidermic Surely You pay and lose to receive It is only a sort of compensation A sort of condolence gift Sadly to say No one can insure Omicron As no one can insure fate Anyway Recite a prayer Do distancing, wearing mask, washing hands and vaccination For a narrow escape...

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Prouder, Louder, Pushing & shoving, Totally unloving, Colder & farther, Farther & farther Away from you! "Oh, God, is it true? Is this really me? Really, can it be, My heart Torn apart? Heal me please! Forgive me God, only Jesus frees!"...

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I've spent my life social distancing by pushing people away More times than not the further I push you the more I wanted you to stay I've been back stabbed so much that I don't know how to trust It's just me, Myself and, that line has already been used too much My past has...

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Sums are far Some are near Distances Just doesn't add up Subtracting sums trust 12/22/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...

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My face I wear a mask Both hands mine I do wash Instances for distances Between me and someone Then and there my concern Someone is one before me He is another he’s not me My face and my hands true Before me isn’t another I also true...

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The morning was breaking and sheep were awaking, which was much as the sheep all expected to do But this morning's arising was far more surprising – a mask fairy had brought them all something new And the fairy remained and to them explained, "The times now ahead will be tricky and...

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I feel almost cut off from the rest of the world, Trapped, In my city, in my home, in my mind. I can feel the time slipping away along with my sanity as I cling to a semblance of normality. Only 3 days in with 33 to go, and even that seems quite unlikely. I try to talk...

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Men always remember Molly The girl with the lethal brolly Get near her skirt Or try to flirt And its back to Hello Dolly!...

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Poems about the Coronavirus I yet another iffy coronavirus haiku #1 by michael r. burch plagued by the Plague i plague the goldfish with my verse yet another iffy coronavirus haiku #2 by michael r. burch sunflowers hang their heads embarrassed by their coronas I wrote this poem after having a sunflower arrangement delivered to my mother, who is in an assisted living center and can’t...

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One woman Distanced in a row of marked-off stools Sat sideways At a bar in the afternoon Dressed like passing summer sky Viewed through a window From a cooled inside Blue skirt hem Napkined to her lap Legs crossed like wind-swept dunes A smile of salt Tossed over her shoulder She fiddles with her diamond ring Her fingertip a sigh Tuning The half empty Rim of a Margarita Warbling To the tall bartender Who’s...

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Skies are filled with lonely empty silhouettes Climbing up a lonely stair when I am late It is not so easy to distance yourself away Cuz good old memories fill empty passage ways It's not as easy as you think to get going on alone Cuz my mind won't give me rest until the memories fill me...

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The age of social distancing, rife with existential angst and discontent. People with cabin fever break quarantine, take to the streets to vent. Date written: 07/16/2020...

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