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New World (May Contest)

There's a deer outside my garden gate
just staring at me with his soft eyes
from beyond his wooden sanctuary
where he usually hides from the shooter

I see the pheasant has come to greet us
he is just walking on the main road
minding his own business
he looks relaxed, as we greet him

Gardens unspoilt,
the rubbish that is usually left on the ground
by people who care for nothing
is invisible today
so pleasing on the eye.

Even eating at the newly opened restaurant,
of years gone by is a pleasantry,
all tables being finely spaced so people can actually eat
without touching the shoulders of strangers

Shouldn't it have always been this way?

Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content


Yes, I wonder how we are going to define our new space? Since we have stopped shaking hands and hugging, are we going to continue those practices? Or as soon as we think the danger is past, go back to kissing, hugging and shaking hands?
Nice to see that people are being able to get out more and have dinner, without rubbing shoulders, nice to see the wildlife coming out to look at us and not be afraid. Good write, good luck in the contest.~ Geezer.

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If only you could see how red my face is dear! lol you are my hero I kept thinking something isn't right. I am the true typo winner. Thanks for coming by and leaving such a thoughtful review I hope we can all get back to some normality but I actually like the distance stuff. Just to say where I live anywhere you go into closed space there is a liquid gel to use on hands it's such a new thing we have to really get used to it don't we.

Thank you...Teddy

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it is quite endearing. [Your predilection for typos]. I love that I am someone's hero, but fear that your praise may make my head swell to proportions that will prevent me from wearing my hat. Thank you for the great work that you have posted. It makes our imprisonment all the more bearable. ~ Geezer.

Come to chat every Thursday - 3:30 to 4:30 pm. EST.
With: c Lynn Brooks and Geezer

Hello, Teddy,
Wouldn't it be wonderful if it could stay this way, that maybe some coexistence could actually exist? I pray we've learned something! I stumbled a bit with the word 'of' at the beginning of the fourth line. Do you feel it is necessary?
Thoughtful poetry!
Thank you!

Thank you, how kind it reads much better without. What a dream that we could live better in the wake of such a time as we have all lived now.

Thank you...Teddy

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Thank you so much deer.

Thank you...Teddy

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Well merited indeed... I feel a bit jealous :)


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Thank you...Teddy

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