At the Checkout Stand

I masked up and went to the grocery store.  It had been three months of home delivery.  Now I was on my own.  I went early and social distanced most of the time.

There was lots of produce and salad dressings.   Flour,  not so much.  Yeast, no way, but still hopeful.  There was bleach and a few hand soaps.  Alcohol on the bottom shelf, way in the back.  You had to bend over to see it.  Plenty of eggs and cheese and milk.  A few boxes left with Aunt Jemima still pictured with perfect pancakes.

The checkout clerk wore a mask and asked me if I had found everything I needed.  I hesitated; she waited for the answer.  “Do you think we will ever have yeast again?”          I asked through my mask.  She thought I said, “Do you think we will ever have peace again?” She replied and finished with “only if people will do the right thing.”

trust the food supply

find more even in a siege

in summer we feast

 

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dVerse haibun prompt on a shining moment

 

 

At the Checkout Stand

Crete

  
   

Crete in late October

stay at the Domes Noruz

beach resort in Chania

a feast at breakfast 

rental car required 

to visit Elafonisi

most beautiful pink beach

follow winding road

through countryside

visit a monastery 

hike Imbros Gorge

so much to do

on an island

or do nothing

  

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dVerse prompt on travel.  Hoping for the day I can return to Crete.

Crete

Three Poems of Our Time

 

Don’t Touch

 

I want so much

to wipe my eyes

from tearing up

these hands held

together

in hope

 

 

 

Together as a Family

 

Now that we are together

as a family

she can cook

I wash

he will dry

we will eat together

in thankfulness

 

 

 

Another Day

 

Another day

of washing hands

disinfecting countertops

& groceries

staying in

holding on

Three Poems of Our Time