Quarantine: a poem about finding peace in isolation.

Quarantine

Banging my head against the bricks.
 Setting up houses made of sticks.
 Quaking in quarantine, so very queer,
 Fighting off anxiety and fear.
 Letting in the early days of Lent.
 Seeing the sun in days I've spent,
 Wandering within my enclosed world,
 Turning and burning as I whirled
 Doing the things I should have done,
 Waiting to see if the virus has won.
 Hating that I have to stay at home,
 Lighting up life within the loam,
 Pots and seeds of fennel and pansies,
 Testing out freedom in gardening tansies.
 Pumpkins, grains, peppers and peas,
 How will you find your inside peace? 
As tiniest leaves begin to appear, 
I find inside a quiet, 
So clear.

With Peace and Passion.

Ta! ❤