Recycling somewhat fetid breath
I inhale through this mask
And I wonder, do I have it?
My mask for you, your's for me
I try to smile bigger, you must see
How wide my eyes and cheeks are
And I wonder, do you have it?
My mask for you, your's for me
Washing hands is now fanatic
Touching, hugging problematic
I wonder if I'm asymptomatic
My mask for you, your's for me
Simple things now seem exotic
Longing for a time chaotic
When will the line go asymptotic?
(c) 2020, Norman Dziedzic Jr.
Sunday, June 28, 2020
You and Me
Juneteenth
I am not from a place
That lets me fully understand your pain
I am not from a space
That has shared your struggle
I am not from a path
That has walked your miles
I am not from a race
That has endured your trials
I am in a place
That is learning to understand
I am in a space
That is ready to listen
I am on a path
To share your miles
I am in a race
To help erase your trials
(c) 2020, Norman Dziedzic Jr.
Monday, April 6, 2020
Dogs and Fish
It seems so surreal
Moving together apart
While almost nothing has changed
Everything is different
The dogs
Ultimate empaths know
Something is amiss
But the fish don't care
And it's easy
To feel, to feel alone
And it's easy
To know, to know I
Don't know what to do
But then I hear you talk
And then I know, I know you
Feel the same, feel the same, and
In some canine way I
Feel less amiss
Sunday, March 29, 2020
Covid Ghost Light
At the end of the evening
On every stage
The lamp is placed
The lamp is lit
Waiting for the next performance
This time the curtain fell hard
Almost without warning
The sound boards muffled, the
Costumes stored, the sets brought down
To save the world
And the students of the backstage
Shift from build to
Impromptu strike to a time
Without building, without making
The story come to life
But the ghost light waits for them
Warding off the plain,
The normal, the boring. Ready
To lead each back; to bring to life
The magic that lives within them
Saturday, March 28, 2020
Covid Calendar
The shared calendar, techno-wonder,
Has unified our paths
Apart by miles
Together in time
Quietly connecting to the
Grand and mundane moments
Of each others' lives
Brings comfort to distance
And now we share the deleted.
The recitals, the gigs, the recordings
Each a victim, sacrificed
To save the world
But the music is only waiting
A month, a season, yearning
To fill the slots in the calendar
To fill the slots in our souls.
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
Why I Care
Yesterday's snow snuck in
Overnight, mostly
A gift from this world
Of calm
And beauty
The forest preserve
Stopped in time and sunshine
A black and white image
In this colored Milieu
Drew a tear of joy
This world can still
Amaze me
Can still
Stop my breath
In a good way
Can still
Let me know
Why I care
Why I care
Sunday, March 22, 2020
Covid Butterfly
We used to laugh and say
A butterfly flapped its wings in Brazil
And triggered a tornado in Texas
We used to think of us and them
As separate
We used to believe our oceans would
Hinder the assault
But now we know
We are one
Now we know
How small an ocean is
And now we know
A butterfly
Or a bat
Or a 150 nanometer sphere
Can trigger tornadoes
Around the world
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