by Gerard Sullivan
Mocking Bird perched
In the tall tired Pine
Sing a melody
So I won’t whine.
May 7
Pink-Purple Magnolias
Busting and Cheery
But COVID Crisis
Has me feeling quite dreary
May 7
Sit: Be still – Eyes closed
Hear the Birds’ Song
Feel the Sun & the Breeze
For this moment in time
Find Peace
May 8
It’s raining – I’ve been watching the News
Not the best medicine – to improve my mood.
I’m feeling so lonely – I should be with You!
But I’m sitting here in a melancholy stew
This will end one day – Till then such a bore.
If It doesn’t end soon, my beard will hit the floor.
Like Rip Van Winkle, I will awake and be older.
And my Love for you will be stronger & bolder.
Until that day I’ll have to wait.
And suffer my COVID 19 Heartache ?
May 8
I’m contemplating writing a book: COVID 19, 100 WAYS TO KILL A DAY, And Get Very Little Accomplished
May 10
Lone Piping Plover
Graces the Shore
Could he possibly be –
As lonely as me?
May 14
Masked & 6 feet apart
Never thought I’d like to
Smell someone fart.
May 22
Corona Days
Start too early
End too late.
May 24
COVID 19 BLUES
I am sinking into a dull, monotonous routine.
The deeper I sink, the more lethargic I become-
The more people annoy me.
Oh, to have the energy of a Sparrow.
May 26
Magnolia Blossoms have come & gone away
As has Spring: March, April, and the month of May
How much longer will Corona stay?
May 28
Alone I am
Alone I’ll be
COVID 19.
May 31
Rains drives violently to the earth
Pop -Pop -Pop….
I lie in bed
Not asleep – Not Awake
Not alive – Not deceased
Pop-Pop-Pop
When will ambiguity stop?
When will Ambivalence stop?
The rain has stopped
When will affliction?
June 11
There was no one to tell me I needed a haircut.
There was no one to compliment me on my haircut.
No one has been in my car.
I have not been in another person’s car.
I have not shared a meal with anyone.
I have not, in person, shared a meaningful conversation with anyone.
My longest encounter with a person is checking out at the grocery store.
I have not seen people smile.
I have not been to anyone’s home.
I have not been to the Library.
I have not been to the “Y”
I have not been to a concert, movie, or a play……
I have not watched a ballgame.
I have not been to a meeting.
I have not gone to work.
I may never return to work.
The only person who has touched me was the barber.
I have touched no one.
June 14
Donald the Dump in the Garden of Roses
Striking his usual poses
In the background flags flew?
As the comb-over starts to unglue
A cheap thrill do I feel
As the hair starts to unpeel
I pray for a gust to reveal
The truth in the Garden of Roses
June 16
A gray, warm, uncomfortable, COVID day
Not much to do – Not much to say
August 2
When I see people with masks, I feel sad
When I see people without masks I feel mad
Always feeling mad, or sad…
Will I ever feel glad?
August 20
Gerard Sullivan describes himself as a “”Melancholy Red Sox fan from the North Shore.”