Jessica Parkinson
Jessica Parkinson- Sonnet from Home Isolation
Short breaths escape her weathered, thin lips
The tired creases of her eyes mask her youth
Together our longevity quickly slips
A race against time with love the only truth.
Is it hard to adhere to lockdown restraints?
Is saving countless lives too exhausting?
Tired of hearing foolish complaints
As careless acts won’t keep from haunting.
A layer of glass between my loved one and I
My outstretched arm guarded by a screen.
Weak fists meet the glass, tears of ire Fall.
I stare at her frame with an inner scream,
“Eddie.” she gasps, her words a lost tune.
“Eleanor…” I mouth. Too late… too soon.