Meeting in Solitude

in a world forced into a hush,
our minds crave words spoken close.

our stories shared across time zones itch,
while inside we scream for release.

idly waiting for the tomorrows
when meetings will be filled with embraces,

we dream of kisses,
and we’ll read each other’s faces

and know exactly what it means,
not filled with frustration from a frozen screen.

we dream of soaking in moments
while delaying the tomorrows even further.

one day soon, we say, we’ll no longer meet in isolation
but gather with our loved ones.

we yearn to linger in the warmth,
the touch, the feeling of being close once again.

*a rewrite from the original poem posted May 2, 2020.

Retreat

retreat, retreat
settle back down into your cave

retreat, retreat
settle back down into that space you crave

retreat, retreat
no more reaching out for company along the shore

retreat, retreat
no more reaching out for what’s beyond the door

retreat, retreat
the ghost killer haunts each of us

retreat, retreat
stay inside we must 

escape, escape
free yourself from your cave

escape, escape
free yourself from that dark space you made

escape, escape
reach out for company along the shore

escape, escape
reach out for what’s beyond the door

escape, escape
the ghost killer haunts ‘you must behave’

escape, escape
it’s time now to be brave…