Social Isolation: Day 49

Bright sun today.
Bird shadows weave
across the sloping acre
in front of my back window,
calling up that Neil Young song,
Helpless.
Helpless in a good way,
emptied out by beauty,
by big birds,
by rising moons,
a Northern sky,
by change.
Everything is different now.
Everything is emptied out
but love.
 
 
 
S. Robbins, May 5, 2020

Category: A series begun with the COVID-19 isolations, Poems, series    

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