Silent Streets

This evening, four of us stood (two metres apart naturally) having a conversation in the middle of the road. This is becoming the norm – but how strange and unlikely that would have seemed had someone told us five weeks ago that we’d be able to do that.

As we continued on our walk, all that could be heard was the sound of birds – and this a Saturday evening. Apart from during the book festival, our small town is never really busy, there is never a lot of traffic noise, but the silence is taking a while to get used to. It’s like the silence after a very heavy snow fall but the daffodils are in full bloom, the trees are all coming into leaf or covered in soft pink blossom and just occasionally the sound of a lawnmower shatters the peace.

We are fortunate living where we do – we have a garden that keeps us busy, we can go for walks and see mountains, fields and the sea. For us life is different but still good. We are thankful for that but there is a shadow cast when we remember others …

Worlds About Us April 2020

We live in surreal times

life has changed with

relationships once close

now only virtual links

 

coronavirus

Covid 19 self- isolation

social-distancing now

enter our vocabulary

 

yet we can see how

around us – in another world

the natural world

there’s no isolation here

 

groups of swallows arrive

skeins of geese will soon depart

robins have paired up

the music of many bees

 

accompanies us as we sit

seek solace in the garden

where life thankfully

seems normal

 

on an evening walk

the air is full of insects

swallows skimming past

feasting on their fast food

 

indoors –  internet news

brings graphic horrors

of disease and war

with this hidden enemy

 

less thought now for

ongoing wars with famine

refugees – millions fleeing

drowning dying day by day

 

facing both seen and unseen enemies

that’s their reality – cruel not surreal

Author: annedunford

Now fulfilling my ten year old self's ambition to become a writer - it's taken many years and a long,long winding road to get here! After a lifetime spent teaching, making miniature ceramics, returning to teaching and training, I am now indulging in a lifelong ambition to write!

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