There was a little group meeting online in the first lockdown in March 2020 with small challenges, Today: a poem
Corona
Queen of my nights
Disturbing my sleep
Thinking of you
King of my days
Three times news and worries
Endless talks
And no work
FaceTime
Because of space time
No presence no touch
Social distance becomes emotional
I refuse
You corona are a thing
That seems to live to kill
It does not rule my life
Free as a bat
Not blind
Not conveying illness instead
I send my love to my beloved
From a silent place without watch
In the night when I write this poem
In the morning when the birds tell me
To sing a new song
I am lucky
I can survive and learn
To be happy with myself
Without harmful things
Yes I am vulnerable
You stay away corona
While I stay home and
My world out there heals
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