Thursday, March 25, 2021

Missing Normalcy

Home. Teaching Remote.

Birds chirp. A breeze gently blows.

Quiet, poignant void. 

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    1. You are a loud storm.
      The kids are a hurricane.
      I just want a beach.

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  2. To end the lovely
    With a blackhole envelope
    Made this poem deep

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  3. Loved reading Josh's contribution. :-

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  4. Poignant void - hmmm. The power of what is missing.

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