The sun rises with Foreboding crow caws, While the day brings Sirens of uncertainty. Allergies persist. Well, for the lilac pansies, The snapdragons, And the daffodils… Oh, and the tulips in all colors, Beautiful and bold.
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We see the sun From behind the glass. We hear the rain. Upstairs, there is music. He’s singing— Playing guitar. Below we talk like survivors Of dystopian madness Taking shelter in a cave. “Are you okay?” “Yes.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. Are you?” “Yes.”
The days are longer. Open windows let in the breeze. Outside, the trees are tall and proud. With all their flowers, Cherries, And leaves. Yet we— We are powerless, Our illusion of safety Violated once more. Oh, but the birds chirp in a frenzy! Come play. The earth is alive! We need to laugh and To cry. Everything is tragic And beautiful.
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But some have no one to talk to, Little, if anything, to eat, No way to get well, And nowhere to hide. Others rise to an occasion They never could have fathomed, Working toward their lifelong dream With infinite empathy. Does it wreak desolation? We don’t even know the extent Of how harsh life can be. People die for greed. Dreaded knock on the door now. No one should come here— Maybe not for a while. Uneasy eyes Behind masked faces. Down the stairwells then, One flight at a time, I go beyond the door, Where the world is. Experience it once more, For a short time. The sun is bright Across a vivid blue sky. There’s the scent of fresh-cut grass And the sweet caress of the wind. It’s like a summer day With pillowy clouds And butterflies. The world’s magnificent beauty.
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Then it’s back to the safe place. Do you have one of those? A safe place to be? I hope you do. Because the stars are still there at night, Like the glorious moon. I watch them as I hope Things get better. Like they always did before, At least, for a little while.

“How Are You Feeling These Days” poem by Kyrian Lyndon
Photo credits (from top to bottom):
Crow – Alexas Pansies – Shirley Snapdragons – Metsikgarden Tulips – Annca Cave – Stocksnap Cherry blossom trees – Dewdrop157 Dogwood Trees – Brinnington Bird in Tree – bardia Hashemirad on Unsplash Landscape – Larisa-k Clouds – Johnsongoh Fantasy Stargazing – Larissa-k
This is a brilliant poem.
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Thank you so much, Roberta. I appreciate it. 🙂
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Heartfelt and a peek of what is inside you waiting to burst back out from having to hide from behind the mask . Your perception of what the world is going to Through is so on spot. I saw myself in there very vividly. The pictures of the outside world so beautiful and free ,when will we be able to join them normality again?! You excel With the power and way your words express your thoughts. Thank you for this poem.
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Thank you so much, Ellen! I wasn’t sure I captured what I was trying to say or whether it was properly conveyed. And you’re welcome! It’s great to know that I can write something that helps at this time. ❤
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My comment –
“Hickory dickory dock
No i shall not be locked.
But yikes, if the virus wasn’t true
Then surely, i wouldn’t be blue.”
Not sure when i wrote this but it was sometime at the beginning of the chaos. Just found it saved on my phone, lol. Beautiful pieces Kyrian. Thanks for sharing.
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Hope you are safe and well, my friend. Thank you for your very kind words.
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Reblogged this on Kyrian Lyndon.
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Loved. Every. Word. Beautiful!!
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Thank you so much, Dominic. That means a lot to me.
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