The COVID Blues

The COVID Blues

I wear my mask.

I wash my hands.

I socially distance.

I travel only essentially.

I should be


at being a soldier

in a great cause.

And, yet

I am Blue.

I miss:

Travel near and far


Dropping in on relatives,

friends, neighbours,

Eating in restaurants

with a crowd,

Hugging, touching,


Being spontaneous.

I am Blue:

all I hear is death

and don’t.

If I am a soldier

in this viral war

I can not see

the enemy.

I know not if

my actions

have won the day,

or been a colossal failure.

I sing the blues

because it seems

that it is

all I can really do.

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