Corona Virus poetry

Lock-down by Margaret Parrinder

Mostly alone, yes.

But listening, watching, discovering.

Opposite there are such beautiful trees

And many birds now nest in these

Looking downhill cars go by

Drivers cannot see this sky

But walkers carrying their

Shopping and sometimes wearily stopping

Catch sight of magpies, crows

Bluebells, azalea and if very early

Little wrens, robins and sparrows.

Now is the time to think and rediscover

Either new possibilities knitting, sewing

Reading, translating, simply

Changing old habits for new ways

But out of it all, I want to

Walk, with both sticks if necessary

Along the shore, in the sand

Yet not alone.