The unknown

by Dagmar Wilson   Apr 20, 2020


I am counting the leaves on a tree
birds are still singing,
the streets are empty.

This virus destroys
the world keeps fighting,
our lives forever have changed.

Isolation keeps me safe
depression is rising,
anxious to step outside.

Tears are running down my face
nations are mourning their losses,
our future remains unforeseen.

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  • 4 years ago

    by Star

    For sure, this year is going down in history. No matter how calm we try to stay, there is are moments of fear and depression that strikes once in a while.
    I do agree very well expressed!

  • 4 years ago

    by Michael

    You write in ink of passion Miss Dagmar. We all face uncertainty, but certain is the 'now' of what is going on sadly.

    M :)

  • 4 years ago

    by Brenda

    Dagmar, I felt your pain in this. I understand where you are coming from. Stay strong, this will come to pass...I hope you are your family is staying safe. Hugs my friend-

    • 4 years ago

      by Dagmar Wilson

      Thank you Brenda and I hope you and family stays safe. Hugs to you

  • 4 years ago

    by Tony Grannell

    Hello Dagmar,

    The straightforwardness of your poetry really hits home. 'Depression is rising', 'Tears are running down my face', so exemplifies the profound impact these dreadful days are having on our inner essence. I like this poem, very much so. Well done, indeed.

    Kind regards, Tony.

  • 4 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    You have bottled what we all feel perfectly, Dagmar.

    Do take care and all the best as ever,
    Ben

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