SCARED I’m scared of this “new” Coronavirus I can’t see it, hear it, or feel it. Sneaky thing – your droplets rest on surfaces when a person coughs, sneezes, or exhales. I can’t touch my own nose, eyes, or mouth. You’ve made me afraid of people now! I’m scared to stand close to anyone lest they breathe on me. They feel scared to be close to me too. Breathing ...
The Coronavirus is uppermost on people’s minds these days. We are moved to come to terms with the way it’s affecting us by responding in different ways. I felt like writing a poem yesterday and am pleased to share it with you below. It’s called “Corona Virus You Tire Us.” At the same time, I looked to see if there was any other relevant poetry from others that might be meaningful at this time. It’s also my pleasure to share these with you. ...