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Note~this is not autobiographical
I wear a mask, even at home.
My husband protests, that he must now sleep all alone.
I clean my kitchen for hours each day.
See, here I am washing the floors three times a day.
The bathroom~ many times more....
Don't forget handles on each and every door!
The counters may soon be invisible.
Those I clean by a number, uniquely divisible.
Gloves, I wear every single night and day.
See! My fingertips wrinkled on this morning in May.
My face, frightened blue,if a package doth arrive!
One never knows how many of those killers are on the
inside or outside.
All my mail must be sanitized too.
And the mailbox, why it's a coven of death for me or you!
With gloved lined hands, mask, then, I strongly hold by breath.
The mailman cometh, he might be my very death!
The person in blue, must be covered with 'them'!
Thus, I keep my distance, he's no longer my afternoon friend.
The pizza guy must leave the box on the porch.
After dinner, we burn it with a giant blow torch.
I have gotten used to living like this.
Social distancing, no dancing,no kisses absolutely no hugging.
Just me in my mask and gloves a mistress of debugging.
You see, it's the Killer Covi, I am mugging!
The rest of the day I direct to 'covi' news.
Love singing them CoVid 19 Blues, not wearing shoes!
May 18, 2020
3pm PST
Poem 1,276
The momentum of the large-headed human ego....
has finally put mankind over the brink.
There's no coming back.
The clock says 1 second 'til midnight.
The earthworms have shed their glass slippers.
Soon they'll be sliding underground...
Their prince will not follow.
They've been tunneling and stockpiling for decades.
Food- ammunition-water.
The {numerators} elite and their loved ones
have their inner mountain retreat...
On a smaller scale, the (denominators) have followed their lead.
The remainders/the remains/: the poor who couldn't afford to stockpile
and those that could afford to but were too stubborn to listen.
Will be left scrambling above
banding and disbanding
willy-nilly
whatever the moment dictates
frantic
scrounging for rat meat
and toilet paper
during a nuclear winter
666 miles of social distancing,
Fondly remembering when it was only 6 feet
putting balm to nuclear skin
covering open wounds with papyrus.
They'll forge an eleventh commandment
then just as quickly break it.
With mankind's flesh between their teeth
they'll be begging to a God
who finally got sick of it all
and stopped listening-
I see you, my two-legged neighbor
stopping and standing at the yellow-tape barricade to my home.
I wonder where you all have been?
I miss you walking on your looped path through my backyard
with wires going into your ears and those branches you carry as you walk,
the headbands on the fast-walkers and the colorful shoes of some.
I DON’T miss the smaller two-legs who try to chase me up a tree
or those barking four-legs that try to eat me for lunch!
But I DO miss you quiet ones who seem to adore the serenity of my home –
smelling flowers, listening to birds, admiring trees,
beholding the sky’s colors at sundown,
tossing nuts or bread crumbs to my kind.
What you call ‘social-distancing’
I call a way of life…
Mutual respect,
Mutual solitude.
Written 6 Apr 2020
Social distancing is the new king
It is as romantic as a modern day proposal with a ring
But city folk are professionals at telling where people to go
Using the special finger with the R rated message they show
Is social distancing a good idea?
Is it the true way people feel?
What is society going to do?
Sit back and say “social distancing is the new cool”
Plans should be put in effect
On how people can reconnect
Using one word, respect
Also, understanding every scene is not theirs
And realizing sometimes it is someone else’s affair
It is not hate which builds this blockade
Just the honest feeling of needing to go in another way
There is a piece of happiness for everyone
To go where they are truly welcome
Based on like and dislike
And not commanded by someone holding a mike
If social distancing is the new cool
We will all end up a bunch of lonely fools
Do you believe in Santa Claus,
the Easter Bunny, or Lady Luck?
If so, you probably believe COVID-19
will die out on its own.
But the odds of that happening;
is like winning the lottery twice in a row!
So, the chances of COVID-19 disappearing are slim,
and we need to pay attention to the health experts.
Wash your hands, wear a mask, and avoid crowds
to help prevent the spread of COVID-19.
Such simple steps, and yet, they're effective.
Also, stay home, if it's at all possible:
at the very least, practice social distancing.
Society's most vulnerable,
are in the greatest jeopardy.
Their lives depend on us depriving this virus
of any further human hosts;
until a vaccine is developed
and is widely available.
Wear a mask and wash your hands,
doctors can't stress that enough!
The world is under attack
by an invisible invader:
and yet, we're unprepared for such a war!
Act like you already have the virus,
or you will catch it; it's that simple.
Hope's not a strategy, nor is the indifference
of youth an excuse.
This virus will test our moral mettle
and take us to the breaking point:
but, hopefully, not beyond.
Wisdom co-arises with integrity
to empower bilateral
and multilateral consciousness
of robust polycultural knowing
climates of better global health
through local nonviolent communication safety.
Safety is organically healthy felt
co-arising sufficient co-investment thoughts,
not precluding,
nor presuming,
social distancing
yet within active hope of full circle winning
interdependent call and response,
Listening for both/and feelings speaking
healing egocentric bodies
restorying ecosystemic habitats
of warm
engaging
cooperative hospitality
in-between integrity's seductive enlightenment
and wisdom's inductive empowerment.
" New World
Corvid heard, Health officials
Social distancing guidance issues
Corvid dismissal
Schools what
No longer taught
Everyone doesn't have internet
Work places still reject
Keep away 6 feet and yet
Restaurants and bars no smoking here
Can't sit next to me I don't drink beer
Childcare workers day cares can house under 10 children Parents train your child just to stop sneezing and breathing Wash them hands coughing in arm inside your elbow
Mass transit no thank you I'm going to walk
No more fist bumps no friends for lunch
6 feet distance 6 ft apart health of officials help us not
Just what is monies figurative materialistic allowances
For providing services and material things there's pains
And pangs in sufferings deaths throughout the lands
Sinners, Saints, Politicians, Medical, Religious leaders
of provided hope no long-suffering stepping aside Corvid New World Order"
C arrier covered chronic cancer called **************
O ver wide oral and contact dread spreading across the globe,
R ammed earth from Wuhan made a weakling of all pride
O bscurity greeted science and researchers scampers for safety
N o to movements, except essential, ALL confined to compartment & solitude,
A poplexy, keeps men off the the routines as economy of nation tumbles
V irus made quick casualties as atheist and skeptics rethink their theory.
I ntensive care units now Emergency situations & humans feared one another
R azzle dazzle attraction & religious assemblages save one, retires.
U niversal measures dictated and defined by Mask, hygiene and separation.
“S ocial distancing” the strangest word never heard of in the the etymology of words.
IT SUCKS
Social distancing the horrific curse.
Covid two thousand ninety-nine
bringing off and on quarantine.
Desolation - isolation entwined
It sucks.
Social bond turning adverse.
Strict restriction on lock down
In vain hope for hasty count down
Humans turning selfish or clown.
It sucks.
Home confinement to embarrass.
Socio -economy surreal
Enthusiasm, on burial.
Life practical, actions virtual
It sucks.
Global progress gets worse.
Innocent public on isolation
No permanent solution
Sinking in abyss of depression
It sucks.
When covid patient suffers
If hostile be neighbors
Hospitals do not favor
Patient not cared! To die! Whatever
It sucks.
08/13/20
'It Sucks' Contest by Kai Michael Neumann
Dear July Fourth,
When I was a kid, I thought so much of you,
And every year I looked forward to your arrival.
To be honest, at the time, the thought of you had
Very little to do with history and what you represented.
For me and other Americans, it had mostly to do with
Fireworks and barbecues. That was then, and this is now.
Presently, every year at this time, I think and write about you
And what happened on your day 244 years ago. Every year is different,
And July, as you very well know, 2020 has presented the USA and the world Some very challenging issues that have placed us in a bit of a quagmire. At a Time when we would be better served by transparency and openness, we find Ourselves thriving and struggling in the areas of health and justice. We find Ourselves forced into a position requiring Social Distancing and Facial Masking For our very survival. As we seek to gradually come out of quarantining in a Worldwide combat with a virus, we are confronted with the age old question Of, "Shall there be justice for all?" Please understand my friend, I am not Complaining but simply sharing my heart with you. I have every reason to Believe that, God helping us, we shall overcome and this too will pass.
We are still in concert with Patrick Henry's final resolve of, "Give me
Liberty or give me death.". I ponder the question of, "Can we long endure as a Nation and as a species without a resolution of the Justice and Liberty Question?"
Well, my friend July 4th, there are many more things that I could say, and a
Multitude of questions that I could ask, but time and space always have their
Limitations. Anyway, it is my prayer that we may forever be the people of the Book and the home of the free. Thanks for listening, and I'm wishing you a
Happy holiday.
Your friend, An American
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