I’m suffering writer’s block, but I wrote this post recently as another poem for our time. I hope you enjoy, comment and share.

The boredom continues
As does a limited lock down
Requiring face masks everywhere
With what is called social distancing

Professional sports have restarted
In empty arenas and stadiums
Populated by silly cardboard cutouts
And elbow pumps the new standard

I’m aging but not growing
In a world standing still
Except for the inanity of politicians
As conspiracy theories abound

We are all depressed and anxious
As we grow fatter watching TV
Venturing out only when necessary
While we lose touch with the multitude

I’m approaching a milestone
Not knowing how it will pass
But hopeful that this may be behind us
In a world now forever altered