Logan Robertson

Logan Robertson Jun 2020

For almost 2 days, now, I have been wondering what has been going on.

I can't upvote and comment on poems, and most poems that I see posted have no view counts.

By now one would have hoped that the fallen would gotten back on their feet.

I just wish there was a voice out there, somewhere, instead of speculating.

Logan Robertson

6/02/20

Update-Today marks the sixth day of being in the dark. The lump in my throat has gotten bigger. I
feel choked and can't swallow the wheels falling off
of this site. Some poem submissions appear to be normal, some not. I just tried reposting Elliot's and Darrel Langstrom's last poems which are very foretelling of where we are today and I hit a snag. My hands, now, are up in the air and I don't like that feeling.

#hashellopoetryfallen

Logan Robertson May 2020

Sally Has Words For Trump

Sally read of Trump sliding on his ****
Seventy days lapse of the virus bump
He pet the bull by the horn
While the virus spread was born
Sally's numbed being ****** off by a stump

Logan Robertson

5/22/2020

Sally can only look at Trump's logic and leadership regarding the onset, which leaves her asking where are the tall oak trees.

10/10/7/7/10

#limerick #coronavirus #trump

Logan Robertson May 2020

Sally's Still Battling Along

Sally still has her rainbow eyes for life
As a prism be, a prisoner in strife
She copes with the downfall
Life throwing a curveball
Still, she gets a base hit for some wildlife

Logan Robertson

5/11/2010

10/10/8/8/10

Sally's been battling the voids in her life. Five weeks, now, cooped up at home, watching one movie after another, playing scrabble, cleaning house, and dreaming does get old. When there's a knock at her door it brings her to a smile.

#limerick #coronavirus

Apr 2020

thesa

forest

i never felt so much
healing

until today
i took a walk in the forest
and came out
taller than the trees

#healing #walk #forest #leaves #calm #trees

Logan Robertson Apr 2020

Sally Yearns For Her Stimulus Check

Sally yearns for a stimulus check
In part to bring sails to her shipwreck
She could use a timely breeze
To soothe her from the deep freeze
Money's ace but her men mend her deck

Logan Robertson

4/1/2020

9/9/7/7/9

Poor Sally. On most nights she be seeing new faces, going to new places and parting her social graces. Now she's a head case. Being, ahem, laid off (and restricted from going out) has taken a toll on her.

#limerick #coronavirus #stimuluscheck

Logan Robertson Mar 2020

Hopefully March's Tears Bring April Cheers

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.

#nonet #coronavirus