LockdownA Poem by Dianne S PenfoldAbout my feeling through this pandemic and quarantining.Time has stopped The rat race paused The silence commenced What a ripple this caused. The world outside Now out of bounds We're stuck in our bubble Coping with fading sounds. Every familiar voice Has vanished, has gone. Our home now our prison Oh what have we done? We're hiding from people Contagion on the loose We're keeping our distance But not from the noose. Slowly we are dying From virus and isolation We are in a new phase Can there be a solution? Maybe its the beginning of a different life. But don't run from the needle and instead into the knife.
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Added on January 27, 2021 Last Updated on January 27, 2021 Tags: lockdown, covid, quarantine, lonely, isolation AuthorDianne S PenfoldUnited KingdomAboutI was born a writer, writing since I was a young child. I write poetry, short stories and I am writing my first novel. I love art, I love expressing myself through various mediums. I consider myself a.. more..Writing
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