Days which merge
one into another
marking time
tied down
by new normal’s rope.
tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock…
A ray of light
spills through the bars
a gap for hope
to squeeze through.
tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock…
How long before
with the tiny prick
of a needle
we widen the chink
in covid’s armour
and creep through
to emerge, blinking
in the light?
tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock…
Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #67 photo prompt.
Tim Hüfner @ Unsplash
The photo shows a partially open gate, which is thrown in relief by a light filtering from a doorway.


hours and the power
of daze into weeks
months and years
we seek demurely cure allz
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Thanks so much for sharing, Reena 🙂
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You are welcome, Chris!
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