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Mar 22
poetry challenge: CJP-COVID19
IsabelleRose

The colony

Where did all the people go?
The ones who rushed along the sidewalks,
all with something to do
or someone to meet
or somewhere to go.
All the feet stampeding,
the cavalcades of cars
the planes making zigzags across the globe,
everyone swarming this way and that
like busy little ants
with no idea how small they are.
Suddenly they've all disappeared.
The world has come to a standstill
and everyone waits,
pausing just a moment to think
about their busy little lives.
It feels odd
having nothing to do,
no one to meet,
nowhere to go,
and they aren't sure what to do with themselves.
They yearn for something to do,
they wonder when the world will return
to its quick pace
and start up again,
come alive.
They want to see light and sound,
and want, once again,
to be a part of that busy little colony of ants,
no matter how small or insignificant.

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  1. Marina2020
    Apr 02, 2020

    I think you captured peoples need to be busy really well. It's driving everyone crazy that we can't really do anything. I agree that we want to see light and sound. That is really well said!

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  1. IsabelleRose
    Apr 03, 2020

    Thank you so much!

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  1. gg
    Apr 03, 2020

    Nice photo. Nice poem. Good match.

    Writer. YWP founder. Current work: https://geoffreygevalt.com/hiramfalls
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