Making the best of being Quarantined.
|Set off and alone, antsy and depressed…|
Quarantined—social distancing extreme.
What can one do in such desertion? Pressed
to isolation is enough to scream,
to have banishment unsettle life’s gain.
One then paces, unkempt, with furrowed brow;
for other’s sake, a necessary bane.
Yet for those trapped, a task to deal with now.
That card game Solitaire can surely work;
(at least it is a way to kill some time.)
For sure an Apple Laptop is a perk,
and on it Solitaire appears sublime.
Activities are what one surely knows
when four walls take away the space outside.
A smart phone can allay the state of woes,
though quarantine precludes a Sunday ride.
For those sealed off a hobby saves the day;
it can be writing poetry all right.
Perhaps Sudoku or some macramé*;
whatever ’tis should make one feel delight.
In quarantine there’s need for things to do;
and twiddle in seclusion would be dumb.
Let that be found to let the joy ring true,
and bide one's time without a twitchy thumb.
*macramé (ˈmakrəˌmā)…the art of knotting cord or string in patterns to make decorative articles.
Writer’s Cramp Co-Winner