Part 1: Pandemic
“Unh . . . ”
Part 2: Pandemonium
“Mwahaha . . .”
Part 3: Panacea
“Ah . . .”
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Pry, Mates
Cheers to the class of 2020 graduates,
From recipients of high school diplomas to doctorates,
Time to celebrate
The arrival of your commencement date.
Look forward to navigate
The paths you will create,
Finding ways to innovate,
As well as illuminate.
Pry, mates, and maintain your curiosity
To negate stagnation and ennui.
Be yourself instead of a wannabee.
Stamp your own legacy.
Hone your flexibility
To always have the ability
To exercise humility
And apply learned lessons with agility.
[Dedicated to Trevlan – Man for Others]
Sole Mate
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Lots of laughs and fun,
Parading around the house,
Me, myself, and I.
A party of one,
Perfect companion,
Who could ask for more?
Mothered’s Day
To all those who mothered,
Whether yours or theirs,
Whether for years or months,
You were still there,
And that you gave your motherly touch
Is all that matters.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Inmate
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The wait continues
With indefinite end date,
Sentenced to sameness.
Fifth of May 2020
It’s Cinco de Mayo,
Remember the margarita,
Or, is it the Alamo*?
Let’s do the cha cha cha,
Then serve the mojito
And tortilla chips and salsa;
Soon, we can go
And break open the piñata,
Via Zoom, Skype, or Zoho.
Images from Pixabay
*Cinco de Mayo is the Anniversary of the Battle of Puebla; to read more about it: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinco_de_Mayo
Purgatory
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No crowding allowed,
No parties, concerts, or games,
To flatten the curve.
Damned to inertia,
Waiting for life to happen,
Can’t do the limbo.
