#sarscov2 - Hello Poetry

wasting well water wishes while in waste water wading waiting waist-high wailing weeping, wailing— what a waste! wasting well water wishes while we're waxing waning waning waxing waging waging, waisting— wherewithal! wanting well water wishes while whole world watching watching wishing wanting wanting wishing— worldwide! welcome well water wishes while watching winning wanting wanting watching winning winning, winning— wonderful! whew!! © 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.

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Apr 29, 2020

Apr 29, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC

poetry2go

flatten the curve

wasting well water wishes while in waste water wading waiting waist-high wailing weeping, wailing— what a waste! wasting well water wishes while we're waxing waning waning waxing waging waging, waisting— wherewithal! wanting well water wishes while whole world watching watching wishing wanting wanting wishing— worldwide! welcome well water wishes while watching winning wanting wanting watching winning winning, winning— wonderful! whew!! © 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.

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I wonder why I don’t see the beauty and the sparkles of the blossoming cherry trees. Why I don’t feel the joy hearing the songs of the birds near me. All I see now is the surge of political hypocrisies. Blames and hatred ignited by partisan politics fueled by cruelty of humanity. I thought I was part of the world filled with love, light, and beauty. But I am now in the midst of uncertainty, where cooperation, unity, and solidarity among people are indeed illusory. Everything now seems dark, cloudy, gloomy. Stigma, racism, discrimination, and xenophobia, the ugliness of humanity. This crisis tests our capacity to understand, to overcome. I am now sitting quietly in darkness to transform my fear to trust humanity, To have patience and slowly erase anxiety. I am trying to continually believe that we all live under the same glow and glitter of the sun. And that though we may even have different rivers and mountains, we still speak the same language. The language of peace and harmony, the language of love and shared humanity. I am looking forward soon, on the very day when we humans wake up to a new reality. With our helpful hands, open arms and compassionate heart, shining each other’s journey.

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Mar 28, 2020

Mar 28, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC

eloisa

Embracing Uncertainty

I wonder why I don’t see the beauty and the sparkles of the blossoming cherry trees. Why I don’t feel the joy hearing the songs of the birds near me. All I see now is the surge of political hypocrisies. Blames and hatred ignited by partisan politics fueled by cruelty of humanity. I thought I was part of the world filled with love, light, and beauty. But I am now in the midst of uncertainty, where cooperation, unity, and solidarity among people are indeed illusory. Everything now seems dark, cloudy, gloomy. Stigma, racism, discrimination, and xenophobia, the ugliness of humanity. This crisis tests our capacity to understand, to overcome. I am now sitting quietly in darkness to transform my fear to trust humanity, To have patience and slowly erase anxiety. I am trying to continually believe that we all live under the same glow and glitter of the sun. And that though we may even have different rivers and mountains, we still speak the same language. The language of peace and harmony, the language of love and shared humanity. I am looking forward soon, on the very day when we humans wake up to a new reality. With our helpful hands, open arms and compassionate heart, shining each other’s journey.

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