Alone Together, A Coronavirus Poem

My coronavirus poem:

Above my head, rain dripping unkindly on the metal roof       

Darkness resulting from the death of a tree in my neighborhood, who grabbed the electrical wires on its way down

Beauty shining in my heart with nowhere to go

A clash of information real or imagined 

Seeing my mother’s eyes, and only her eyes. . . her face wrapped in a homemade protective mask

The pull between daily life, routine, survival, plague and pleasure

Man against man in bio-warfare results

5-G increasing digital capacities, overriding nature’s rhythms and weakening our immune

Renegade writing

Masked neighbors, empty streets, clear skies, unobstructed rainbows 

Finding myself amidst the global pull to stay safe from a killer virus

At home

In myself

At home

Smiling

Silently transforming my life to an evolutionary universal rightness

A balance of heart and resources, 

of pure waters and bird songs

to a single hawk riding the sky like it used to in simpler times

a return

a forward future of yet imagined ways to make every human’s life on earth… sacred.

I hope you enjoyed my coronavirus poem. For more inspiration during challenging times read my book, Dancing In The Narrows.

Stay safe and be well.

Anna.