[photo edit in Picsart]
PANDEMIC UNDER PINK SUPERMOON
A pink moon, how did they know?
Her blushing at our world below.
Sans hugs and kisses sharing so much love ,
Caring in crisis wearing hand in glove.
Hers was just a fleeting glance so,
Wept not for the dying thousands though.
That would have put her in a panic,
Had she understood our plight of pandemic.
© gillena cox 2020
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #14: Let's use Pathetic Fallacy, shall we?
