Exceptional A short coronavirus lament The wind by Caroline M England No Rules Poetry Contest contest entry

Capricious wind I see you now or where your feet do tread. You bend the grasses to your will, toss leaves around my head. And in this inconsistent time, when friends so near are far, and we each one is solitary, Jammed in our own jar, I wish that I could ride the breeze and whisper to each friend, to tell them that I miss them so, to joke or make amends. As you to every corner sprint Oh wind, I ask you here, to plant a kiss on every cheek of those that I hold dear.   Recognized Author Notes Written at the beginning of our first lockdown in the UK and expressing my feelings about loved ones as we were locked into our own solitary worlds. The photo was taken in the fields at home when the sky seemed almost on fire.

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