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Coronavirus diary entry, 10 May 2020
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Early days, boredom creeps in
Staring at the same four walls
Missing café’s sweet soft din
Weathering children’s squalls
Lame..
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A poem about the pandemic lockdown of 2020, and the rapid beginning of earth healing itself while we hunkered at home
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Our russet-tinged Boneman extols“If we have between 100,000and 200,000we’ve all togetherdone a very good job”Praise the tiny tawny t..
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An autobiographical true love story in poetry
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No rest for the weary of heartStruggling to see beyond the nowTo a place looking outward and upA heart looking forward, not backFinding strength to ke..
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The orotund drumbeats of warpounding, pounding sonorouslybeating, beating, drummingdrumming a stentorian dronedrowning out our heartbeatFools pound th..
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In the dark of Christmas night
Look up at the shining stars so bright
Look up and think fondly of me
And know I’m thinking of you and what ..
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All rhymes must mimic a classic English language nursery rhyme
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A spoken word poem, © 19 September 2014, by D. Denise Dianaty
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