Peak Pandemic Poetry (05.24.2020)
Winter weather warming flowers
Sunny, breezy, afternoon hours
Sweet do they sing,
those still Spring showers
Cornered by quarantine
waits the world to reconvene
no end in sight, we wait
confined. As the world turns green.
New York City, of all, the master
Bearing burden, devastating disaster.
Yet still you stand and still,
It is us that you look after.
Walking a beach, touched by the sea
Running, rolling, through lush prairie
Of course, all these places
I'd much rather be
Instead I'll take my park bench breeze.
Through the nose, out the mouth, I breathe.
With this I am at peace,
With this I am free.
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Posted Sep 23, 2021, 8:28 PM UTC
I think this struck a special chord in me because my first ever poem (22/6/2020) was about the pandemic, but while mine turned out extremely messy and very, very drawn out, focussing on the negatives of what was happening to me and to the world, this one is way simpler (which I like) and I feel there's a certain beauty to it, especially in that first stanza, I also think it rolls off the tongue pretty nicely. The beauty of the natural elements contrasts well with the chaos of NYC.
Very nice.
edit: I had suggested "evening" rather than "afternoon" in the first stanza in order to sound a little better, but later remembered evenings aren't exactly sunny.
Thanks for the comment, I appreciate the feedback as well.
I'd agree that the first stanza is my favorite and certainly the most successful of them all. I'm happy that the chaos and the beauty came across, I was fearful that this one may not be as concise as others. Worried people might be like "ok, nice rhymes, but what are you talking about". So it's good to hear that you could pick up on that.