Pandemic

by Henry Bladon / March 22nd, 2020

The laughing cloud fills the empty town,
endless repetition spread from oversized drops.

Skull heads embossed on every
street corner

as hope looks for
an authentic voice
to write something good.

Henry is a poet, writer and mental health essayist based in Somerset in the UK. His work has appeared previously in Dissident Voice. Read other articles by Henry.

This article was posted on Sunday, March 22nd, 2020 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.