monday
maybe a blue wave?
cautiously optimistic
I want to believe
tuesday
unreliable polls
free-floating anxiety
four-year-old ghost
wednesday
living in limbo
check the news compulsively
warily waiting
thursday
"stop counting the votes"
biPOLar disorder
"count every vote"
friday
drenched in exhaustion
numbingly go through my day
is victory near here?
saturday
the count goes on and...
true democracy takes time
happy with result
©2020, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.
(I wrangled my tangled thoughts into the 5/7/5 haiku form with
mixed results. I used syllablecounter.net to help accomplish
this task, such as it is.)
8 comments:
What a week it was!! You summed it up well. I was pretty compulsive with the checking...it was hard to step away, just in case. I like "four-year-old ghost" -- that trauma was hovering around, ready to say "boo!" Thank goodness it didn't get to.
Lovely poem, Bridget. You summed up my week as well.
I think we can all relate to this one!
Terrific timeline, exactly what happened here, too, Bridget, except I spent a lot of time raking leaves along with running inside to check the news. Whew!
Thanks, Tabatha! Yes, glad the ghost was kept at bay. Now we have to get through the haunting of the next two months...
Thanks, Jeanette! Great minds think alike...or at least feel similar. :)
Yes, Liz, this was quite the week for many people, but unfortunately only half the US population. Maybe time and an improved future will change some minds... :)
Raking leaves is such a meditative activity, Linda! I actually miss doing it. :)
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