by Linda Buckley | Mar 31, 2021 | Pandemic Poems, Poetry
My poem today: A wet white feather flaps over eagle’s eyes. His yellow beak frosted with each breath. Beady eyes search for scraps in the snow. It’s been a long winter huddled high in hemlock and spruce. He flies low over tide flats dreaming of...
by Linda Buckley | Feb 2, 2021 | News & Updates, Pandemic Poems
I burrow deep wrapped in soft blue flannel sheets. In the distance my high altitude alarm clock, Alaska Airlines 6am flight to Seattle. I burrow deeper. In forty-eight hours I will fly away on that same early flight, get my required Covid test and then head to Kona. A...
by Linda Buckley | Jan 8, 2021 | Pandemic Poems
Scientists rallied to find a fast cure after all the suffering we had to endure. The government called it operation warp speed get those shots in their arms the mandate decreed. Moderna and Pfizer raced to the finish our fears and concerns they tried to diminish....
by Linda Buckley | Nov 6, 2020 | Pandemic Poems, Poetry
It was a home birth In a big hot tub. She slid into warm water in the middle of the living room. Her brother and sister watched the miracle. As she took her first breath A bird flew through an open window right over the new baby. Sister Luna, age three, Shouted...
by Linda Buckley | Sep 22, 2020 | News & Updates, Pandemic Poems, Poetry
“Mornin’ ma’am.” “Hi.” How long will this take?” “Just five minutes to hook up the modem” “Ok, could you please wear a mask?” “Honey, don’t you worry, I’m as healthy as a horse!”...
by Linda Buckley | Aug 28, 2020 | News & Updates, Pandemic Poems, Poetry
I want to write about loneliness. But not today. Today red geraniums on my porch Lift their droopy heads to the thirsty hummingbird. I want to write about isolation. But not today. Today a black bear wanders aimlessly, searching and finding a place to lie down. I want...
