Precarious Borders

We fluff our feathers
And prim our nest
With those we dwell with
And know best

Everyone else becomes a peril
Is left field a safe distance to keep me sterile?
It is there they say is the gold medal
This race won’t be won letting up on the pedal

Ask the child who fears the space
Who’s hope each day is her teacher’s face
Ask the wife who is continually abused
Ask the husband who feels wronged and used

Ask the widow who cries herself to sleep
Ask the single with no company to keep
Ask them all, however you must
This virus spreads more than germs in the dust

We must discover ways that will comfort all
For some it is safer outside their walls
Moonstones promise what they cannot deliver
Life and love are more than sparkle and glitter

Save the champagne for later when work is all through
We need all the sobriety in order to subdue
This corn maze we’re in will take each one’s clear sight
And apart, together we’ll get through the night

 

Paint Chip Poetry with Linda Kruschke. The theme – We’re all in this together”. ”

“It’s up to you whether you write on a pandemic theme or go a totally different direction. Perhaps you want to write about marriage and family life. That certainly warrants a “we’re all in this together” attitude. Or maybe you want to write about a jungle safari or an old-fashioned camping trip. The options are limitless.
Well, except they are limited by the fact that you need to use at least four of the following words or phrases: nest, champagne, corn maze, left field, gold medal, moonstone, and night.