Poem -

Shadows

The effects of COVID

Shadows

I feel the tense of an emotional uproar,Ā 
while a misery continues in this forever jigsaw.
Feeling like I'm stranded in familiarity,
searching through the shadows for that beautiful carefree.
Playing topsy-turvy as the waves break over me,
as life becomes the chapter of a foreign insanity.
Ā The mind still haunts on searching for that once upon a time,
back when the now was fiction and only written on a line.
Standing at attention when there's nothing left to say,
but this story set in truth that left the shadows of today.

Ā 

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Gwendoline

It does feel like we are living some sort of fictional story that doesn’t seem to have an end in sight.

ā€œThe mind still haunts on searching for that once upon a timeā€Ā 

I think we all have these moments. This is a global experience which you have captured nicely here
A good writeĀ 
Gwen :)

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Susan Chetcuti

Thanks so much for reading. Writing helps with the stress of it all.

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