Poetry

Empty

Empty Desks

Crowded bins

Stacked with papers

Never returned

Empty Chairs

Silent Room

Filled with voices

Of the past.

When school let out for #COVID we all truly thought we would come back before the end of the school year… This was something I wrote when I accepted that was not going to happen.

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Poetry

Hopeful Hallways

Hope

I can feel it

In the way that

Their eyes smile beyond their masks

Their laughter still permeates the air

The calls of “happy summer”

And “See you in the Fall”

Lockers clang shut

Footfalls fade down the hall

Schools out, falling silent

While hope lingers in the air

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Poetry

COVID-19 Waltz

Opinions masquerading as truths

Insults instead of discussions fly

The dizzying dance of online experts

Another month goes by . . .

Guy Fox

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