One Day
One day
we’ll live again
Stride over
dunes till the sea appears
Putting
these present fears
Behind us.
One day
we’ll sing again
Voices raised
to the stars above
Choosing sentimental
songs of love
To remind us
Of how we
were… before.
One day we will
embrace again
Sensing our
hearts thud within
Touch, voice,
smell, everything
That defines
us.
One day
we’ll fight again
For hope,
for freedom and what’s right
To rage
against the dying of the light
That blinds
us.
One day….
Please God soon. Excellent poem YP.
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ReplyDeleteThanks Christina.
DeleteAmen...
ReplyDeleteCertainty, truth and verity..
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ReplyDeleteThanks for reading my poem Linda. Nice reaction too.
DeleteI was listening the to radio this morning as I drove home from driving my husband to work, the doc was saying about two years until this is more or less dealt with. We need a vaccine, we need herd immunity and we need antiviral drugs which will target this virus. All of this takes time sadly. In the mean time, I guess this is our new normal.
ReplyDeleteI remember my mum telling me that when she was fourteen and she came home from a holiday with family friends, war had been declared and her mother had already made blackout drapes. I'm sure that everyone thought the war would be over quickly too.
Time to wait and adapt. Fortunately humans can adapt; we don't like it but we can:)
This has been a time of unusual reflection and soul-searching. What's it all about? Thanks for calling by again Lily.
DeleteI just don't see this lasting as long as some people believe it will. Frankly, I don't think people will stand for it. I think there will be insurrection. We have to gradually reopen our economies in a skillful and knowledgeable way (not like Trump, in other words), and find the probably ever-shifting balance between freedom and safety. Nice poem, BTW.
ReplyDeleteI hope that your forecast is accurate Steve. Thanks for reading my poem.
DeleteGood poem. It's sad isn't it? Some people here are protesting the closures. I know the economy needs to open up. Many people here are out of work and the food lines are long. There are only a few ways this can go. The virus can suddenly go away and all will go back to normal - not likely. The economy can open up despite the virus and we would probably see a rise in the cases but people would have jobs (if they don't get sick). We can continue as we are and hope the number of cases go down enough for the economy to open up in a safer manner. It's not going to be easy any way you look at it. The number of cases of Covid are still going up every day where I live and also in the rest of this country. I think some of us will have to make the decision on how much risk we are willing to take. That is a difficult decision.
ReplyDeleteI regularly watch "Democracy Now" hosted by Amy Goodman. It gives a well-informed left wing view of what is happening in America right now and I can appreciate the dilemma that your country finds itself in. As you say - it's not easy. At this moment 47,277 Americans have been killed by the coronavirus. None of those departed people will be making placards and protesting outside state capitols.
DeleteI always like a hopeful poem. I hope that things will be diferent in that we will be smarter about things.
ReplyDeleteAt one level it is optimistic but when will that "day" come?
DeleteThe part about embracing again brought a lump to my throat. How long will it be before we can hug our loved ones again? Humans aren't meant to live like this.
ReplyDeleteWe are social beings. We need that closeness.
DeleteI have been wondering about your pub quiz friend Bert. Your poem reminded me again of his last song. Any news?
ReplyDeleteBert lives with one of his sons so he is not alone. Your comment will spur me on to return to our "Waitrose" store where they sell Bert's favourite beer - then I shall take him three or four bottles. On the last two occasions I went to "Waitrose" I turned around because of the queue of shoppers. It is funny that The Queen ended her pandemic broadcast with "We will meet again".
DeleteI think I shall not see "one day". It is too far in the future. I hope I'm wrong.
ReplyDeletePerhaps the "one day" we crave will evade us, never truly returning. I hope I am wrong.
DeleteThat is just about the best poem you have ever written, little brother. If I was the one picking, you know. Although, I did like that one. And, the one back then was so colorful! Oh, and then there was the one with the tree standing by itself on a hill. That was a great one. Oh, damn, I just can't pick the best one. You know how those things are......the next one will probably be the best one! Stay well, my friend!
ReplyDeleteYou are so kind sister I never had. Thank you for reading my poems and remembering some of them. I hope you are keeping Big Bear under control in these difficult times.
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