are we on the other side of terror?
there are those who say it is so
yet I fear terror has taken hold
it traveled through my town
on one unsuspecting soul
but it did not stretch
its long arms down
the back roads or
come knocking
at my door
i am socially distancing
lest the terror wants more
the terror knows no bounds
it quakes the great cities and
slithers through rural towns
in search of the unprotected,
the doubtful, the unmasked
the terror is unleashed
i fear we are not on
the other side of
terror, we are in
the belly of the
beast!
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Yes maybe we are in the belly of the beast…. and he’s a giant of Beastie’
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Oh yes, Sue. A terror-ific poem indeed. Well done.
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Thanks, Bill😊
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Excellent description of terror ☺️
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Thanks, Christine😊
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Oh wow. Your words create a perfect image of the terror that is pervading the world. Amazing use of descriptive imagery, and a fantastic rhythm in your writing that immerses the reader. An excellent, vivid piece.
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Thanks so much, Lucy😊
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“slithers through rural towns in search of the unprotected”
So true. Sad, too. Great poem.
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Thanks, Ally. The wearing of masks is the great debate in our small town. I wear mine!😷
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