Raindrop sounds strike glass Outside stillness painted gray Daffodils bow down Spring arrives on time Pandemic spread continues Housebound all are now Colored masks appear Smiles hidden from my view Passing eyes connect Tiny sparrow sounds Hidden in the leafless bush See me walking by Wailing ambulance Chases virus laden souls Fearful of their lives Bodies stacked in trucks Out of reach of families Mourning absent lives
Haiku in the Time of Pandemic
Filed under Prose and Poetry
Quite the stirring Hikoo. A growingly edgy bend of beauty and darkness that leaves a surreal case on the tongue. Well-said!