By Anthony John Ward
PROMPT—During Covid-19 ...
It was if the sky had become solidified,
And I was sheltering beneath a dark cloud,
Though the landscape stayed the same.
Reading the bus service updates,
I reminded myself there was world out there,
Still functioning,
While I was dis-functioning in my sel’,
Remembering the life I once led,
Watching the world through the windows-
Like it was a movie.
Before, I observed life like it was framed on the wall,
Often wandering past it without taking it in,
Merely comforted by its presence,
Until the day I finally stopped in the middle of what I was doing
And I really took notice.
Anthony John Ward tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of publications, including Shot Glass Journal, Jerry Jazz Musician, Literary Yard, Highland Park Poetry, and CommuterLit. Anthony writes from Durham, England.