Two years after the breakout of COVID, UUNB members and friends wrote haikus to express their memories and thoughts about the pandemic as well as their hopes for the future.
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We mask our faces In the fear of fog and doubt All paths are rocky. - Mary Powell Green fields beckoning Count lessons learned and move on Fingers crossed, eyes bright. - Mary Powell Time seems to stand still Good friends seem farther away But love connects us - Bruce Carpenter Since 2020 An all-out fight to survive Now we turn the tide - Kelly Schaefer Covid visiting Eating on the patio No masking required - Diane Pepin Another long night Nothing exciting to do But stay here with you - Diane Pepin My daughter arrives There’s a bright smile on her face Now my heart revives - Diane Pepin Granddaughter is born Covid says don’t see her now That did not stop me - Diane Pepin Shadow pear blossoms fatten shadow butterflies on a sky of earth. - William Mills We have visitors Deer, critters, birds, butterflies Few human pals, though - Sarah Laird Having to stay home Something I have never done How long can I last? - Peggy Vieira Getting projects done Doll clothes made and pictures hung Quarantine bonus! - Peggy Vieira Boundaries enclose What is safety really? Mist obscures the dawn - Judith Ferrari Fear breathed loneliness Shadows hovered the landscape Hope smiles once again - Irene Keller The world stood silent Bated breath in transition Inevitable - Chol Romero-Dungan A single moment Nature was as it should be A beautiful sight - Chol Romero-Dungan First we were afraid. Vaccines calmed us down. But still we wore masks. - Carolyn Carr The church closed its doors— cameras appeared on site. Zoom hosts soon followed. - Carolyn Carr Masks are coming off! The community is safe. Now coffee comes back! - Carolyn Carr Like new butterflies, We emerge from private places to dance in the sun. - Janyth Fredrickson How could a virus be red or blue? Get real, man. It’s really purple. - Janyth Fredrickson Stuck indoors alone my iPhone was my best friend You’re the exception - Trisha Stevens Northbound and Southbound all the freeways were quiet thanks to Covid-19 - Trisha Stevens Hard to understand why some won’t get vaccinated. What are they thinking? - Trisha Steven Masks hide others’ faces cover laughter, expressions communication - Trisha Stevens It could kill us all! So we stayed home and stopped living. Was that our best move? - Allen Somers Down, up, all around To vaccinate or not Many lessons learned - Bob Keyser Masking all the time No coffee drinking in stores No lost coffee cups! - Bob Keyser Pandemic, like war Part of human life on Earth Up to us to fix - Bob Keyser We stayed home in isolation. No hugs, no grandchildren, no Friday night dominoes. Life resumes, thanks, miracle vaccinations. - Joan McGaffic After two long years Even an introvert wails “Enough already!” - Jan Estes Washed produce outside. Let mail sit in the garage. Should I have washed the mail? - Daria Rabotkina At first, walks were fun. Food was fun as well to me. Then food ate my walks. - Daria Rabotkina School on Zoom for us. Why feeling tired more, not less? How low can this go? - Daria Rabotkina Masks saved lives again. I learn to smile with my eyes. Bummer. Lips forget. - Daria Rabotkina Want to hug someone! Whoa, radical. Now even Fistbumps bring goosebumps. - Daria Rabotkina Basically, homeschool. And, yet, I’m seeing others. I can’t touch through Zoom. - Nick McNally Trish Stevens welcomes Bob Keyser is president We’re no longer lost - Peggy Ornelas Stewart’s ponytail Judith’s engaging laughter Jan’s Sisyphus Hill - Peggy Ornelas SOS Food Bank On Wednesdays walking the walk Gathering to give - Peggy Ornelas Joan Rabb teaching us To serve people with little Makes Red Cross a truth - Peggy Ornelas And Thea makes five Who never thought ninety wasn’t young Never met our mom - Peggy Ornelas Silent streets at fist Waiting for the gunslinger To show up on Main - Bill McNally Marriage rates are up Cohabitation is king Your turn for the dishes - Bill McNally