Quarantine

mhg20
Posted September 21, 2020 from Dominican Republic

The days pass and mix with each other like specks of sand in a sand castle,

only to be washed away by the waves and start renewed.

Leaving just a small lump behind, defeated, but existent.

Proving that it once happened. but now just left in our memories. 

How we long for better days where the fear of death of loved ones is not as imminent

and proper condolences can be made.

How something so small has made the world stand still, 

invisible to the eye yet so powerful.

It makes you stop and wonder where the power really lies.

This story was submitted in response to From Poetry to Paintings .

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Karen QuiƱones-Axalan
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020

Hello, mhg20,

It's great to know your thoughts on this pandemic. I hope this will end soon. This is so true,
"How something so small has made the world stand still,
invisible to the eye yet so powerful.
It makes you stop and wonder where the power really lies."

Thank you for sharing this poetry with us. Pleases stay safe always!

mhg20
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020

Thank-you! Stay safe as well. Sometimes all we need is hope to get us through- a light at the end of the tunnel. I am glad that the vaccine and treatments are advancing. That gives me hope.

Nini Mappo
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020

'Defeated, but existent,' is the hope in the waiting. It's a beautiful poem.

mhg20
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020

Thank-you for the kind words! I'm glad you enjoyed it.