Worth the Risk

I am not afraid of dying

It is the fear of loneliness that haunts my mind

Family disconnect is unacceptable for me

Visits and hugs are worth the risk

Embracing Covid with masked precaution

I’m pushed into the pool

It is sink or swim

Photo: Ruth Roth

Today at d’Verse, it is Quadrille Monday. We are to write a Quadrille of 44 words that includes the word embrace. This has been a long lonely year for many of us, not being able to socialize with friends and family like we used to do. Covid-19 is taking its toll around the world. One of the worst effects of Covid is the separation of families at the time of death. This to me is unacceptable, even with the risks involved. We have decided that connecting with family is worth the risk, and though infrequent, we get together from time to time. My poem today expresses that sentiment.

Call of the Surf

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When we are young the idea of dying is far from our minds. That is for old people and those who are sick.  Now with Covid-19 running rampant around the world, it again seems it is the aged and sickly who don’t survive. After three months of being confined to our homes sheltering in place, many are ready to get out again. Laying aside social distancing protocol, they shed the masks and party hardy.  Between that and the recent protests, with little or no social distancing. new positive test and hospitalizations are on the increase. Some still think it won’t happen to them.
Covid-19 spikes
Many play a deadly game
Surf and Sun beckons
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Celebrate Fourth of July
Invincible youth

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

Balancing Act

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We have been quarantined in our homes for a month and a half due to the pandemic, that started in China and spread all over the globe. The deadly Covid-19 virus has taken many lives and many have caught it and survived. It is a hard decision for leaders to require people to stay home, close schools, shut down stores and wear masks. Now is the time to decide how much longer this can go on. It is just as hard for people who are out of work, out of money, and in desperate straits. This is my opinion poem on the present situation.
There comes a time when choices must be made;
The age old choice of too many people in the boat
Who stays and who has to go for the greater good
Not a choice anyone wants to make for sure;
But, in time of pandemic no country wants to
roll over and play dead while everything goes
down the drain.
Hard choices must be made that will ultimately
affect you and me // living and dying are a part life.
No one wants to be Jonah tossed into the deep…
We all want to be put off on dry land // to live on;
But not making good choices could be apocalyptic.
When the whole world is controlled by leaders
who supersede our freedom to choose;
Then we are in for one wild ride…
one I am not interested in taking.
I believe it is time to come back out of the shadows;
To take the risk knowing the consequences
and begin living and working together again.
Perhaps I will be the first to go as a result!
I am okay with that // if it is my time.

Dr. Seuss photo: Bing clip art

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Superficial

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Make 2018 a year to listen to others and hear what they are really saying.  Winter is a time when many suffer from depression. The shorter days and cold weather seems to add to their Blue feelings. Let this be the year of being real with one another. Our job is not to fix people but to be there for someone who needs a friend.

The “Just Fine” Mask

“How are you?”  “Oh, I am just fine!”

How easy to protect ourselves behind our mask

Social butterflies flitting here and there

A drop of nectar from me and one from you

Kiss, Kiss!

“How are you?”  “Well, I have been better.”

“Stop right there I don’t want to know”

Cutting you off …too much information

No invested emotion here

Kiss, Kiss

“How are you?” “Oh, I am so glad you asked!”

“Here we go again… do I really have to listen to this?”

“Tell me what is going on, I would love to hear.”

“Don’t worry it will get better.”

Kiss, Kiss

“How are you?”  “I am really struggling!”

“I am so sorry, tell me more.”

“What can I do to help?”

“I’ll call you soon!” “Then we’ll talk.”

Kiss, Kiss

“Hi how are you?”  “I’m fine!”

“I can’t deal with this anymore”

“Love you, goodbye!”

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

This one has been posted a year ago, but is a good reminder for the new year.

Evil Masquerade

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Watching the chaos in Charlottesville, VA yesterday made me stop once again and realize how evil keeps rearing its ugly head all around us. Are we teaching our children to love others as God loves them or are we teaching them to pick and choose who they love and who is their neighbor. It is so easy to get sucked into the emotions of the day. Our media thrives on the sensational. Do we take what we hear as truth or do we evaluate and discern the real story. When we feed ourselves only on what we think we never get to hear other views. It is easy to see how hate groups like the KKK and the White Nationalists can gather a following. Teach your children well for the values you teach them will determine their future.

Evil Masquerade
Ignorance hiding behind swastikas and masks
Spouting hate and destruction
Claiming supremacy of their race
Whites only no one else included
An outdated way of thinking
Throwback to the sixties
Anything can happen
When hiding behind a mask
Of fear driving hate
Claiming Christianity
Anything but
Thinking only of one’s self
Refusing to see the good in others
All who are different rejected
Crawling out of their holes from the past
Creeping like an evil cancer
That keeps coming back to bring demise
Unfazed by the Chemo of Love
Failing to believe the sacrifice
Of the cross which they so freely burn
Superseding the God
They claim is on their side
So distorted one cannot see
The reflection of love
The Alpha and Omega of it all
Grace that covers hate and bigotry
The God who welcomes all
The God with no need for images or masks

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

Masks

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The idea of our age masking who we really are is something I identify with every morning when I look in the mirror!  It appears that the person in the mirror is only a mask of who I was and who I am. One of the beautiful things about blogging is the stimulation I receive from reading the poetry of others. The idea for this poem came as a spinoff of a poem I read yesterday on Roger Moore Poetry blog. Check out his blog as well.   rogermoorepoet

Growing old

Growing old is the mask

That comes upon

My forty year old mind

Scary at times

When I stop to look in the mirror

Growing old is that mask

Covering my seventy year old brain

Hiding memories

Of words just spoken

Leaving me a world of repetition

Full of questions

Growing old is the mask

Covering my sixteen year old body

Memories still fresh

Body now old and sagging

No hair left for a ducktail

Brylcream long gone

Growing old is the mask

Of fat and wrinkles

Covering my thirty year old body

Leaving me unrecognizable

When looking in yesterday’s mirror

Wondering who is looking back at me

Growing old is the mask

Given me so grandchildren

Will not confuse me with their father

Just chips off the old potato

Growing old is simply

Changing masks every ten years

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

 

 

 

Feeling Masks

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The “Just Fine” Mask

“How are you?”  “Oh, I am just fine!”

How easy to protect ourselves behind our mask

Social butterflies flitting here and there

A drop of nectar from me and one from you

Kiss, Kiss!

“How are you?”  “Well, I have been better.”

“Stop right there I don’t want to know”

Cutting you off …too much information

No invested emotion here

Kiss, Kiss

“How are you?” “Oh, I am so glad you asked!”

“Here we go again… do I really have to listen to this?”

“Tell me what is going on, I would love to hear.”

“Don’t worry it will get better.”

Kiss, Kiss

“How are you?”  “I am really struggling!”

“I am so sorry, tell me more.”

“What can I do to help?”

“I’ll call you soon!” “Then we’ll talk.”

Kiss, Kiss

“Hi how are you?”  “I’m fine!”

“I can’t deal with this anymore”

“Love you”

“Goodbye!”

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Reposting from Last summer