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Logan Robertson Mar 2020
In the turn of a page of bad fate
Out jumped the book of March's index
With each chapter getting worse
Each page finding a tear
The words crying out
Who's this author
With red ink
Spelling
Life
To
The angst
Of readers
Across the globe
Each character sad
Done wrongly, done sadly
Bottled and corked of stressed life
Laid off, laid idly, laid to rest
All eyes tear that the postscript breathes life


Logan Robertson

3/30/2020
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
Reverse Double Nonet

Continued Prayers.
Logan Robertson Mar 2020
To whom it concerns. ~He who is coarse course miserable strings of knots not for the better.~

Logan Robertson

3/23/20
We're all on the same road. And the hope is that everyone stays in their lane.
Logan Robertson Mar 2020
My tongue is strung
On the headlines
A virus sprung
Across coastlines

From China wall
To the earth's span
The bouncing ball
Of bad cells fan

One dug a path
At humankind's
Causing a wrath
Of quarantines

This turn of fate
I pray comes straight

Logan Robertson

3/21/20
Continued Prayers.
Logan Robertson Mar 2020
Sally And Coronavirus Rules

Sally on merry-go-round  like the rest
She takes the forced ride and prays for the best
She can't do this, can't do that
Social distance' a black cat
She yearns for mandates that come with a zest

Logan Robertson

3/19/20
10/10/7/7/10

Sally, like the rest of the country, is due to following the dots. Both the government rules and those the scientist are following under a microscope. Someday there will be a cure-all and she likens it to be with all the bells, whistles and bang. That would bring huge relief. For now she's self isolated and can't wait to get back on the saddle.
Logan Robertson Mar 2020
As this virus answers a roll call
It's presence now climbs over a wall
For good years his voice a dormat drawl
Now it wants to kiss a death and sprawl
Across the globe man's watches stall
As the virus strenghten it's gall
If when the ticking hand could maul
And stop it in it's track and all
If the scientist can stand tall
Next to the virus and see it fall
As it stands a dooming chapter ball
It's bounce taking it's toll on us all
I hope the virus a muted doll
And robust headlines soon entrall

Logan Robertson

3/09/20
Prayers.

Notes-(3/13/20)
2nd line- think epicenter of this outbreak
13th line-think how the virus latches onto cells, wanting to make babies. I wish it sterile, finding a muted doll.
I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
Logan Robertson Feb 2020
Sally Shun Her Valentine Or Not


Sally's Valentine wants *******
And wails forth that he's a driving force
He courted his blind date
Now his compass' upstate
With storm she sent him packing of course

Logan Robertson

2/10/2020
9/9/6/6/9

Sally's the ******* the bus. We make eye contact. I look away. I can only dream.
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