Yesterday

Hold those thoughts

That keep me away

While the lights

Echo my lonely fears

In the streets tonight

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They say the world

Keeps changing everyday

But I wake in the night

I feel the same

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Maybe we’re so much older

Maybe we’re so much younger

Maybe we’ve been here before

Pour me a drink

Don’t let me go

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The summer is coming

These clouds won’t stay so grey

We can’t live out our hopes and dreams inside yesterday’s

Writer’s Log

I’m tired

We’re all tired

It’s a month in

Driving home through GA

The interstate was clear like thanksgiving ….

No, like the Iron Bowl

I’m glad for this mountain, this space…

But we have no real timeline

How is this sustainable ?

Maybe I’m just tired

I’m having a very different experience than most people

Being on the front lines if you will…

I just want to sleep

Drink

And write

If I could

I would drink and fuck my way through this but I can’t

And I already know I wouldn’t

I’m a giver

And I’m concerned

And I can’t sleep

It’s a month in

When all of this is over

They will open the bars

And the restaurants

The theatres

You won’t be able to get a seat

Then i will go into quarantine

And I will sleep

I will vacation at my home in the mountains

I will write

And I will sleep

When this is over

I will kiss you

And I will see you

All that we’ve become

Time may change us

And all that we’ve become

Suddenly all of the scars

The battle wounds

We’ve inflicted on one another

Pales in the light of this New

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I think about all that we know

All of you

And I think

How lucky I have been

To see all of us happy

All of us cry

To see us dancing

Drinking

Living

To see you singing

I think about all of us working the front lines

Those who are in face masks

How all you see are eyes

But you learn you can see a smile

Feel a smile

And

I think

How lucky I have been ….

To be alive for this…

To see you right now

We are together

Right now

In this night

You’re a good nurse

You’re a good neighbour

You’re a good person

Reaching out

Staying in

Keeping hope

We will live to fight another day

We will live to love

Another day

JFK JR

Writer’s Log

I’ve moved to the mountains, I never thought I would move this far out. But it’s April and National Poetry Month…I always try to write a lot during this time…I believe this will help me.

I keep telling myself things will go back to normal. I’ve written and checked on a few friends. Some have already lost family members. All of this is surreal. I don’t see how it can go back to “normal” if we lose people we love.

I think the worst fear. Or realisation. Is that this doesn’t care who you are, or where you’re from. And you will die alone. Your family cannot day good bye and they cannot grieve your loss…

My dad died alone and so this really hits home for me…

It’s like a shadow covering the sky

You know this will leave a mark…

Holding your breath

Hoping, waiting,

You’re constantly thinking about your employees and their safety and your friends and your community, did I clean this ? Did I touch that? Did I do enough?

Are we safe? Are we out of this shadow? or is this just the eye of the storm…

Writers Log #25

I tried writing a few letters. My hands shake so much, you couldn’t have read it. I’m not really sure the last time I slept well. I wonder about the weather, how it will change everything. We all have short term memory.

Will I run out of things to say?

This is not the end

Just get through these hours

Look for the opportunity

You’re still you

I have this nervous energy

Everyone is awake

Wanting these days to end

I’m tired

So tired

And I wonder

If 14 days is enough

I’ve been, along with so many of us, working for 13 days 142 hours and we all see the same things…this isn’t enough, this could be our reality for a few months…

I hope for new art

I hope for new beginnings

I hope we are strong enough

Let us be good

Let us be good

Are we good …

Survivalism

Watch the sun

As it fades from the sky

This final time

And I keep meaning

To gather these good intentions

Set them to flame

You know your light shines brightest in the night

Do you believe it?

You and me

Are we essential?

Took the rebel stand

The sky is broken

All the people

Once it hits

It’s all of those of us

That you never cared about

Watch us hit the ground

Try to find the face in the crowd

Take what you need

Are we one

We rise we fall

Like it or not

We are in this together